Lyrics:
Homies be waiting five years just to drop an album
I'm homies cause I be meditating up in the mountains of Shaolin
Like, hmm, don't talk to me
You ain't
man
My mind on another planet
I swear sometimes I hate the world and everybody that's in it
If we'd say by to the gimmicks then everybody'd be finished
Deep sea diving through your mind's eye I just wanna find out why
You think I'm not into all that you are
I accept your flaws
I accept your woes
I
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
He always walks the crowded halls
And is blinded by this light
A girl who keeps her head down low
And never shows her eyes
He always walks
second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company
Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing well
So AlexdaKid and KidinaKorner checking me out daily
My latest album making waves already
Check me out I’m Number One in New Releases Baby
Headed
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
Accept and receive eternal life aaahhh
They can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, they can't tell me nothing
They can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, they can't tell me
You see it - I'm in it
One man freak show
Walk by me - Excite me
Moving real slow
Can't accept it, a comical parade
Can't accept it, part
make me over
I wouldn't change one thing about you
Just take me inside your arms and hold me tight
And always be by my side, if I am wrong or right
stanley Crouch
Comments on his album Ain't No Ambulances
For No Nigguhs Tonight that
Uh, Chuck Berry was doing, like
A very heavy thing
A very rock and roll
lists of miss to conquer
All my niggas see the power
Getting ours by hour
Lyle call me young king
Truth make the money rain
We on a zone, staying sane
At the end of time we sell the lie and it will cost us everything
We waste our lives just to fill the void within
One by one we're going down in
If I come running when you call
Will you be willing to give your all?
If you can accept the love I'm givin'
Can you return the love you're getting?
album sounding like a clutter
If you try and clap back I'll make a movie with your mother
If we're talking dignity you're living in a drought
I see you
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
No one ever do it like me when I say shit
Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I
mother more
His laughter like a sonata
Composed by Charlie Parker
Made in May you make a
Monday like summertime in Sumatra
Kind of divine I can't define
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
shade
To anyone who can relate
Will i ever make it? idk it's time to rush
It's the last of the album ain't no time for being judged
Pouring out my heart
the cash
I got a Jones, accept the facts
I would rather see yall fat
Have yall living in abundance
Want for nothing, its nothing I wont do that
Aint nothing
It's been growing since the last album
Used to be as short as a Dobermann's
Now like a tall wall without a ladder
All these ladies can't get over it
letter's not enough so you decide to make an album for that person
Love is the willingness to get absolutely crushed by them and being so open
But you leap
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