Lyrics:
(It's yours)
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
(It's yours)
It's
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
Grandpa Willie my Unc Joe Willie and Uncle Sam
Talkin bout you seen Pac and Biggie they over there
Grandma talkin' bout look son that's Nipsey Russell no
to Times Square to celebrate the New Year
And I've never seen Willie Nelson live
And if I never get to that's alright
'Cause I've seen you with your
pegged him, Al Bundy
I'm riding with antique silverware on the lunch tray
The road, Willie Nelson, you baby boy, Melvin
Up in hell, but it's cold tryna
write me in a melody
Is it rock-and-roll or Motown soul
Or Willie Nelson off the beat
If you were writing a song about me
Yeah I've got questions
'Cause
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
The Green Fields of France
Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for a while in
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
(Scarface talkin')
(Scarface & Willie D)
I got a partner who been gone but we [??]
And I ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
mind's more productive than others
Murray the winner, he think he really
Nelson Mandela
That's fire though.
One time for the 305, though
That hydro
the syringe still stuck in her arm
Dying a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind
From the troubles of the world, feeling cursed by mankind
Uh, caught up
think they the greatest
Or Nelson Mandella
The tracers omit on your face
Psychadelic
You act like a demon
That broke out of hell and
I'm not with your
and The Country Roads Collection Albums.
You know sometimes I can't get to sleep at night
I can't quiet my heart or my mind
I toss and turn, I ache and burn
I get
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
destruction
Party after party - jam after jam
The weak would hang - surrounded by the gang
Violent times and corrupted minds
In my pledge for peace, I've
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
Niggas (uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A) uh
Bitches (uh), ha (uh), uh (blast that shit, son)
(Niggas) grab your dick if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your
Niggas (uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A) uh
Bitches (uh), ha (uh), uh (blast that shit, son)
(Niggas) grab your dick if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
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