Lyrics:
chop, then down and out
Fields in blue I'm mason mount
Baseball bat I'll break your house
Clart your mantle move all mental
Once it's on said this war
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with p
Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you
boo you can come and get in that Coupe
Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Wayne
Fly wit' Birdman Jr. Wave high to planes
Say bye to lames don't
(Pluggz, okay)
Bank roll on me, it look like Miss Parker (bank roll)
Hoes get caught in the web like Parker (yeah)
Eyes on the money, I stare it down
Hmm, you tryna' get some good fame ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' slang in the rain ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' save for the Range ain't cha?
Hmm, you
and let yo' G homey get in
Glocs of Velveeta, yep I'm off the meter
Ride by and see ya with my hands on a heater
Wanna be like the O but you act like
wanted to make sure
Thank y’all for giving me this
Moment in time ’Cause
Everybody has a moment and in your moment
You gotta own it there’s so many people
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
boo you can come and get in that Coupe
Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Wayne
Fly wit' Birdman Jr. Wave high to planes
Say bye to lames don't
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
pretend dat, you can't see my situation
A monkey in a suit
Smiling all the time
Kiss you on your feet
But still no way to climb to the other side
40 hours
to marvel at the lunacy of a
Language in which your house can burn down
While it is burning up you fill out
A form by filling it in
In which your alarm clock
cannot work out
Where they're being taken
"You will all be in the stages
Of completing your three-month internships
The service we've had you complete
the sorrow
I'm the feeling of the heat in the fever
Make you feel so alive
Go again, Go again
Fuck shit up
Go again, Go again
If I take an L, fall down, get
swear I ain't playin fair the way they ran up in my world
I need me monclear just so I can pimp in a different world
I'm wearrin ray bands so I can see
president of the DJ committee
We're gonna be up all night gettin' with it
Want you to spin the sounds that are with it
From down in the land that's real
Real
in da house
D Square in da house, Freddie Foxx in da house
Kenny Parker you know you run beats for years
It's the Blastmaster KRS One stompin all sucka
that shoe
Ooh boo you can come and get in that coupe
Take a hit of that fruit, get high with Wayne
Fly with Birdman Jr, wave hi to planes
Say bye
the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones the music can go wrong
You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet
And surprising you
Bitch 'cause I ain't dead yet
Time to get lethal finish 'em
All in the first round, no sequel
I rush em down beat 'em down
Don't ask me what
BlackSmith all day, Jean Greezy on the way
Followed by Steady gang, that's how we doin' it, yeah
Eardrum, yo, all you wack MCs go sit down somewhere
mean when you lost in yo greed
I'm motivated by the green that's all around me
Bushes and trees Mary Jane seeds
I learned the game day by day it was
of these [?] get blown
Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong
I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone
All of dem live by
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