Lyrics:
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be
the star shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it
What this bassline do
It gets you vibing
What this bassline do
It sets the mood
What these lyrics do
They kill the silence
What these lyrics do
They
Why you lying in yo lyric
Why you lying in yo lyric
Ohhhh
My life is like a movie dog I'm a real one
Why you lying in yo lyrics I know the real you
lyrics are pictures and we're only the frame
Cause we drive the highest wave
There is no one to save
We do moves everywhere
That's why you know us by name
a great green Hudson driven by a Gentile they knew
Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
Tryin' to do like the Gentiles do
Christ, they wanted
Big apple rice banana
Bit but keep your backs against the wall
Pretzel logic does apply
Oh fast food junk food gets you by
You got delis diners
Early mornin' lookin' tired and worn
And lookin' out for the enemy
You made all the way to Hudson Bay
But you're right back here with me
Tryin'
drive into town and go to the hudson valley mall
And look at the youth in their white snake t shirts
They're wearing a poor man's version of the haircut
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
surprise
You might find some lovers getting cozy on the shore
Or a cold-blooded psychopath disposing of a corpse
Sitting by the Hudson river talking
wish
How I wish
How I wish you were still by my side
Cooking in the kitchen
Making gingerbread
Icing on our cheeks
Racing you and Hudson
Crab hunting
No
Mississippi
In a great green Hudson driven by a Gentile they knew
Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
Tryin' to do like the Gentiles do
thin trap
You in the hood struggling Im overseas Hustlin
Bunch of shows i just left and came back with 10 racks
45 minutes my lyrics eyewitness
Do
I am the Missouri and I travel on down
Across the Dakotas by he midwestern towns.
Oh, I water your farms with my silvery hand,
And forever I'll
ace
You're being replaced by a stranger
I injure, and escape like a ninja
You got struck by a fucking revenger
A bullet inserted in your head,
is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin
And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue
You get ripped up by KRS-One
Now, lyrics, somebody
get that sack, but do that shit right by your lonely
Chopper hit him with a force like I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi
Don't need no court to use my torch, I've
Unieś świat w górę tak by nas parkiet porwał
Pójdzie wsad runie dach czuję smak rzemiosła
Trójek grad w górę skacz tak jak Michael Jordan
Czujesz
to God quicker
Couple shots a have your grave dug by them grave diggers
Please come for us
We giving muthafuckas dirt comforters
I'm a made nigga how you
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
Picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of heaven for just you and I
When we're alone
MUCH DARKER
Because the Africanism is in EFFECT
So check it out MAN!
And try not to bite the lyrics
POI!
So come in now with the chorus
playing them everyday
Talking about who bad minding them
How I must watch all of my friends
But let me ask you a question please
Aint you known by
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