Lyrics:
even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
a little, yeah there we go yeah, uh yeah
[Bizzy Bone]
Born in the poverty probably we never get off the monopoly, won't we just stop it
With all
I know that times are tough
Took a little but it's not enough
Tried to slide into second place
Tried to disappear without a trace
But counting all
refuse to let my life pass me by
Without leaving something behind
You're my muse and alibi
When it comes to you
I don't wanna press rewind
Time moves fast
Second me don't want to come
I'm here a bit alone
Hi, hey, it seems we finally meet again
But now you will meet true me without pretense
The perfectionist
you were born fucking great
And you're beautiful
Don't let no one tell you different
You're a child of the universe
Powered by the infinite
Spreading
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me
ass niggas slip and fall into a death trap
Them boys pussy, born without a backbone
And if you strapped we can trade like the Dow Jones
Wet him up, I
Eluding stares from faces before me
It hides away and will never be heard of again
Deceit is the second without end
The city's cold blood teaches us
to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering (tic tac tic tac)
His life's seconds numbering (tic tac tic tac)
But it stopped
I'm back
Back by popular demand
Back on the beats back with the mic in hand
I'm back like your spine
Back one more time
Back to show these rappers
engineers and lessons
Cops ask questions by the gate no telling
Born to be felons
And I heard that you got out of jail
Clean off the money from all your
be the method of mind control
Niggas sell their souls
And they still ain't got enough money just to pay for their sins
Suddenly I'm trapped! sometimes
daddy spoil
Tega just threw a word Dee Wayne Dey with me by seven
Forget church packaging all man still wan go the heaven
But you see these girls, go Dey
Thinkin' back in time when love was only in the mind
I realize
Ain't no second chance you got to hold on to romance
Don't let it slide
There's
without a rifle by my side
I can't get no second chance they want my life
I'm on your side, I let you draw the line
We move in silence, we just need space
Would I Do Without You (2x)
[Master P]
Lookin' With The Homies
Remenising Bout The Old Days
Cookin' Dinner In Your Kitchen
Listenin'
I like to teach the world to be
A dope man just like me
I like to front the world some coke
And let them sell for me
Born in the ghetto
(possibly meaning I Came)Sna Ma-hi (Tinkling Water)Hda In-yan-ka (Rattling Water)He-pan (Second born child, this was given to the second boy)Tun-kan' I-ca'hda
Two four seven I be steering at my phone, looking at your picture babe, tells how much I love you babe
Wow wow wow
Every single second with you is
You got something on your mind nigga?
Say dat then
Well let me say it without worrying if my label OK it
When Weapon Waist wildin' out, man give him
a walking dead
Chapter 2
My body is tired
Life ends without tasting it
My lost breath startles me
And my face is cold
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
The days are
songs off station to station
And Alderaan's not far away
It's Californication
Born and raised by those who praise control of population
Well,
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