Lyrics:
to recruit ya
Most of the time all we see is hysteria
We know it’s not real, we know it’s not real
And still tryin’
We are the fools, play by
The time is now to be together as one
I'll treat you just like a queen, you know what I mean
Uhh, yeah
I work and wreck your body, just like a car, yeah
Flashing lights of my body
On the ground floor
Is this a dream
Is it real
Am i done for
Flashing lights of my body
On the ground floor
Feeling lonely
Walking
for sure
Took off and left you home
Sitting there by the phone
You know that he ain't fly
Tell him the reason why
Said he won't be long
But he's went
of niggas
Shit really get real
I drop the top on the wheels
Hatin don’t know how that feel
Out in the field
Somethin like destiny’s child cause I just be
'em
And the lil' bitch say she ready to eat, bitch, you gon' wait
Be with real killers everyday, we look each other in the face
And steppin' on shit,
Gentlemen and ladies, it's your boy, the dude
Freaky, fre-fre-fresh
We gon' bring it to you somethin' like this
Woof, I'm a animal, yes, I am
know all about you went to school and did good
Made somethin' of yourself and you're straight from the hood
You came too far to fuck up and be nothin'
And let a real MC collect dollars
The true crew and few come from Hollis, Queens
And by all means necessary
My vocabulary is very extensive,
bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark
And I see the part of your head which used to be your face
Leave you placed by nothin', for bluffin',
from hot, like a cold on a stove
And commence to roll, like a tire
A real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair
Any buster be cherbin',
on a stove
And commence to roll, like a tire
A real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair
Any buster be cherbin', in the game that's
anybody to borrow a shirt from
Or anybody to borrow some sugar from
But if you happen to be by yourself
That doesn't mean that you can't have a little bit
Ain't no angel.. standin' by me
Good or evil it's all the same
I'm defenceless leave me breathless
When I hear your name..
You're my one
Uh, uh
Yea man, let me spit somethin real to u
Yea hahaha uh
Chorus
Just take a look at the way them diamonds glow, know why u niggas hate
U know
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Farad Muhammad
Medgar Evars and Bob Marley, I'm God-Body
The scripture says Allah's inside me, show love
I was hugged by the arms of Gandhi, gave me my
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
Hop out I'ma park the whip
If they move we sparkin' it
Broski be so chill he catch a body, he a spark a spliff
I grew up 'round hot heads tryna burn
a path to find but
Blind by my own dirt
I'm down to earth but let's work
I don't like to kick it
I encourage you to take in all
This game that you were
Don't forget to touch your body
Baby show me what you can do with your hips
I can show you how to shake it like this
Designer on my feet
I be stepping
believe in nothing, just to expose that the God you know is your thoughts
So let's be real, if you don't serve God like a sinner, will you be real or not?
otha
Woman
I gotta groww
It's gettin old
Winter soldier
Yea my heart, its really cold
What's the numba
Of bodies
You trynna reach
Love
Over
Trey, talk to these niggas real quick (Talk to 'em, nigga)
Look at my clothes, no limited drip (Grrah, grrah)
Fuck 12, we be driftin' and shit (Skrt,
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