Lyrics:
That's right hoe
Spazzed so much I think I got a migraine
I'm too tight mayne, well that's my blame
Just trying to blow up in this timeframe
I only get one
Been acting right, had to sacrifice, too much to mention
I'm serious
Scattered times, came back to life, I wish that it wasn't so
Serious
Had
So, you're a philosopher? Yes
I think very deeply
In about four seconds, a
Teacher will begin to speak, huh
Let us begin what, where
Why or when
into
Don't know what his problem is
Why he keeps dragging you away
Don't know why I put up with this shit
When you don't put out and Zip City's so
the purpose of doing all this talking
Summer '88, or was it '89
Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind
I'm in my room, boomin' drawin' LL Cool J album covers
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
to retake moments I'll make better
Hidden among the pages of your photo albums
I can replace these mistakes one by one with hot glue
Stand right there I'd
Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan
I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way
I'm in my zone
On and off stage I perform
I'll take them by storm now
Watch I'm
don't care bout album numbers
It's crazy looking at my life through my album covers
I used hustle till my spine crack so I define rap
Now I just kick back
better, people was uncertain
Now it's lookin' like they convicted the right person
Man, niggas ran up in the church like it's a stickup
It was only eight
new albums
There has been a triple homicide by a man named Syre
So, you think you can save rap music?
they going live
Find another waste of time
Cause it's going by
If I'm going anywhere
You know I'm going fly
Aint no shortys in the spot
Then I'm aint gon
wouldn't recognize me it was like I wasn't there
Why won't they let me in
And then I saw Lou
I'm so mad at him
Lou Reed got married and didn't invite
wouldn't recognize me it was like I wasn't there
Why won't they let me in
And then I saw Lou
I'm so mad at him
Lou Reed got married and didn't invite
Looked right on his head
They all looked right at me
So quiet you could
Hear the crows
Squeaking their last breath
In the field feathers squeamish
Black
These are the tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
(Tune in to the History Channel)
These are the tales
(Learn a lesson biatch)
These are
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
20
Dollar
Pair
Of
Socks
Next
Stop
The
Boat
Dock
Wit
That
New
New
No
Botox
Jeans
So
Right
21
Days
At
Sea
Nothing
But
ICE
(uh-huh)
Yo bitch, get the fuck up off me (get the fuck off me)
Don't try to kiss me with your lips so chalky (ugh)
In the Trans Am, you could feel
with Fanta
200 1s to a dancer
We made a stop in Atlanta
Wait
Im back in traffic
Im taking a gamble with making this play
Aye
Bills due by the first
The real die before the fake out here
So my snakes out here
You got to walk light
Niggas plotting right now
You gotta keep your head on a swivel out
stays right in my
N Y mentality for me, to be the best
The current, the ones who weren't
Pressed, to confess lies over hot joints
To sell to all who wanna
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