Lyrics:
the morn' getting stoned
Pretty with her eyes low, runny by Bible
The type of bitch that BIG said he would die for
Is the type that I would rather stay alive
Come, and bring the pieces to the master
He who organize by size then completes them with the plaster
Now, what should we call it?
After 12,
Try on your love like a new dress
The fit and the cut, your friends to impress
Try on your smile square on your face
Showing affection should be
sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
Area's dense with the flow from the sentence
Engine powered by five hundred horses
Press by a threat of joint forces
For emcee's who spit rap
Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and
Do the Rockaway
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood
H-Hit it
Yea
Yeaaa
Hey
Not a care
Living life like a dare
Playing plays
Day by day
Understanding myself better
Day by day
Hey
Shit is not the same it
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1.Monkeys, Whales, Bugs
of tuinol on the old main drag
One evening as I was lying down by leicester square
I was picked up by the coppers and kicked in the balls
Between
with rumpshakers
I make moves so I'ma earthquaker
I've been known to instill fear
Although the world may be round, we still trapped in the square
gets done, the colors won't run
The funk hits the square, the kids gotta come
The pizza with the pop, the west 4th stop
The crew after crew that do
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
Movin' and groovin' trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin' this here song
Now you're amazed by the VIP posse.
Steppin' so hard like
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
you can't see it at all
'Less your flying by
Just
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
Can't see it all
'Less your flying by
Just sitting
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off
I met a hero of mine
I shook his
and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how
like dank
Baby all in my square big buddha long hair
Fly Chinese & Black for a mack plus player
D baby I'ma get ya hot want to get ya full
Steamboat whistle blues
Oh Captain Way I'm sorry, my hat is off to you
You've been a-hanging out by the old cook stove
With the steamboat whistle blues
getting jealous because I got it like that
Cruise by the way on my cellular phone
Spend a hundred thousand dollars on a brand new home
Dog in the front
They got a ranch they call
Number Fifty-One
They got a ranch they call
Number Fifty-One
You can't see it at all
'Less your flying by
Just sitting
by
Heard a bugle blowing in the misty morning
What a haunting sound over Times Square
Heard of the ghost of 52nd Street
Looked out the door but
As I was walkin' down rub-a-dub square
Not a chill to the window but a little to the air
From another direction she was calling my eye
It could be
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