Lyrics:
i like it
Talented i got lyrics on my brain so i rap coz i like it
Yeah call prince of the mic coz with lyrics im lit
Yeah rhyme on beats like
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When I let the lyrics fly and the sound going cry
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When the lyrics them fly and a soundboy die
My raps cut
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
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
Thanks for the memory
Of candlelight and wine, castles on the Rhine
The Parthenon and moments on the Hudson River Line
How lovely it was!
that'll lay you out like a piece of linoleum
Bring who-ever you want, we 'bout to bug son and bounce
Down to Henry Hudson, after I bust one
Yo, Mos Def
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
peace? Well, take a piece of this ammunition
And get your ass drug out the Hudson by some old man fishing
My mission is almost complete
This message
of peaches
Stops a postman passing by
And summer goes
Falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper
Winter blows
Up from the river there's no one
of peaches
Stops a postman passing by
And summer goes
Falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper
Winter blows
Up from the river there's no one
just a misunderstood, mischievous, misbehaver
Misdemeanours when I plagiarise
I bite styles, and lyrics, and flows, and gimmicks
Rocky, and Skepta, they
for the ages, Alien vs. Sedition
Blast far, Nascar, it's the first hearse edition
Concrete shoes, and now he naps in the Hudson
When my lyrics hit, they
lyrics all over them
Threw up some band posters
And underground rap show flyers
And called it a day
So I can't pretend it's not emotional
The many homes
out to the Moon, rock, lunar lyrics
Storm clouds
Swarm up above us
Turn running water to rivers
Flowing the path of least resistance
Still there's no
Some folks like to get away,
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or Hollywood.
I'm taking a Greyhound on the Hudson
of Eden
And north of our youth
West of the Hudson, somewhere south of the truth
Wandering the desert, but I swear to you
This is the last first time
Just 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.
Just 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.
Just 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.
Just 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.
Just 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.
Just 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.
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