Lyrics:
tales.
The cat is walkin' in the sun.
All the pebbles I have seen,
Precious stones for Colleen.
Every minute I pass through
With the grooves spent with
me and I wanna feel the groove
Yeah that's why I gotta be with all my B.Boys in the move
Keepin' movin', keepin' movin' on the floor!
Dancing
you got a back up plan 'cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eatin' your
on her shirt
Had to have it with a hot seven-up bottle or you went up the
Wall?
Oh! howie...
What's the deal, mama?
Howie, all that's true, howie
Everything it all happen
To me too
Being so famous
And loved by everyone
I just can't help
This journey that I'm on
This show gotta make it a good one
How
heart
But dope cartels would emerge
Bloody shirts on niggas while thеy hollerin'
'Til their lungs don't work
Figures I еnd up with a
Scarred memory of my
knots
It's not over run through these stops
Time is ticking by the fathers clock
Past the point of war cuz that's what the devil wants
Come with me
Come
like it used to be
When it was an old back road with an old school beat
Cowboy boots by your little bare feet
Let it out, tell me right now
you saving for? You know?
(And by the way sir, this Fendi shirt's a go)
Just because there's more to it than music
You understand?
Niggas gotta have
chambers of these monuments
Of secret doors moved by an unseen force and of implacable sentries who guarded the secrets of the temples with dour tenacity
heart
But dope cartels would emerge
Bloody shirts on niggas while they hollerin'
'Til their lungs don't work
Figures I end up with a
Scarred memory of my
shirt that I got for free
My baby do Equestrian on top of me
Before anything I just need to breathe
Deeper than the ocean now I flow with ease
My baby do
Hahahahahaha
Watch out!
Geyeah! As we take a journey to the darkside (watch out!)
From hell and beyond the knotty headed nigga era has triumphed
RELENTLESS!
Album done, so now It’s a Wrap!
Another genre that takes me back
Bear with my accent, I have no choice
Wish I could sound like Melle Mel,
Hardcore niggas be wearin' panties, lookin' sweet
I'm on a journey through the land of frontin' niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty
me
Esau, esau
Can't go by a man in this shirt
Go buy a man in that shirt
Can't go by a man with brain grass
Go by his long long eye gas
And I
me
Esau, esau
Can't go by a man in this shirt
Go buy a man in that shirt
Can't go by a man with brain grass
Go by his long long eye gas
And I
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
stitches in yo' motherf**kin dome like a league brawl
(Come and roll with this)
Take a journey to the realm of the truth when I bust this
It's the Duke
I be lookin' like bye-bye
By the way, namaste, where your momma stay?
Tell her Ronnie comin' round the way, lucky day
I be comin' with the God body
Me
Sitting on the Jeep
Listening to Yeek
Watching the sunset just as it peaks
T-shirt weather, I ain't worried about the heat
With my phone plugged in,
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
mouth, just spit it to your girl
She can tell me down south while I camcord
If you really got a problem with me
Then why I see you listening to my shit? I
Anyway y'all this the start of the album
Hoping you pleased with the finalized outcome
Laying my soul on this audio platform
Founded a vision and watching
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