Lyrics:
just gotta stop lyin
I'm out here tryna tell y'all what i'm about, i put the good grooves in i take you out
And by take you out i mean, kill you
Who's
to the code like a finishing move
I hit a groove, that they can't undo
And over the years all I did was improve (all I did)
Don Life, toss dice
On on my off
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
with a yat you beat, she prolly' think your shit lame
And that's her bed-shirt, she can't wear that out cah' all dem' kid stains
Show me someone
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
to spit it real
And provide you with audible enjoyment
This interlude is brought to you by those two dudes
Leftwrite and Vishnu
Cooler than the ice hole you
and Exhortation
With Soulful syntactic application
A theological groove to expound
In phonetics the Poetic sound
Music you can play back to back
A bible study,
and Exhortation
With Soulful syntactic application
A theological groove to expound
In phonetics the Poetic sound
Music you can play back to back
A bible study,
trenches with the crack, swallow dope, shit the sack
If you frontin' it, come back, if I front, you bring it back
Turn a bird to a Benz, park a Benz by
At the circle with my circle or we at the corner store
Break the dress code but don't break the bro code
For the memories we be taking photos
So I saw my shirt
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
dread
Hounded by mouths left unfed the future screams squalor and poverty
A prison industrial complex profiting from captivity
As others will rile
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force
Tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly
Didn't
be going, making a living, but we got played by this
Fucking ginger
We were gonna give it a little time and maybe try to work something out with ya
But
to ruin this ting
All my people worldwide hold your head high
By any means necessary, we will get by
London city's busy that's why all the money's here
to see this nigga everyday up at the school
I mean dude was cool type of fool
who always said what he meant
You could peep him at lunch
Freestylin by
[Verse 1]
cin't nothin change, I'm still vicious and delicious
She shaped like a coke bottle, I rub and tell her wishes
Dove in with a cap, asked
me a bottle of that
It's hella ass, some with glitter and exotic tats
You know my stats, superfly, MAC
I'm in the back getting worked by this girl
for you
This is only my first album, but I got more in the works
I'm rappin' about who I am, and not about them Gucci shirts
I am me so I'm expressin'
and the threads that I done be packing
Nah these ain't even called slacks
Trousers truly finna be mad flattering
With the avant-garde patterns
Higher fashion by
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
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