Lyrics:
the other thing I wanted to talk about
Is someone that you guys have never gotten to meet
Um, is your five great-great aunts
Probably by the time you guys are
Togetherness Suite
The Rally Anthem
Various causes are stated within the bridge of this track to represent the myriad of topics found in news
a card swipe wipe your debit.
In a time mine, now you legless.
Yeah I said it, this that epic,
Can’t survive by any metric,
Hidden stored are secret
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
acknowledge it
I spent my whole career at the heels of their feet
Doin' everythin' I could to try be who they be
'Til a couple albums back, when I was
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
know Jay would never put your album out without none
And dog, you know how come
Labels are archaic, formulaic with their outcomes
They don't know,
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded
by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York 'cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all
shots from clocktowers
Play ring around the dead nation
The Deadhead situation, situated to see-saw creation
MC's are helpless like Gadzook
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
talkin' this and that
Of how we sound like the R, and our music was wack
Dropped the album Strictly Business and you thought we was bold
Thirty days later,
the pudding (yo check the Billboard)
People round town talkin' this and that
Of how we sound like the R, and our music was wack
Dropped the album Strictly
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Yes, but you are the hip-hop gangster
'Cause switch around the answer bring ya right to the top (whoa)
Sir Vicious, Just-Ice, the gangster
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
Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album
And you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh
Or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if
think not, then you'll get popped in the chin
And I'm clocking these ends, my record sales are blocking 'em in
Gotta thank those blessed to walk
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
school house was full, and they would come.
And we bought up every album, every picture, every single;
Their autographs were the only things free.
But
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
discs are almost gone, replaced by Apple shuffles, touches, and phones
iTunes changed the purchasing game, selling more singles than albums made
This is
get a blow too
Know i can afford too
Want them by the thousands
Rake them in like leaves in the autumn
Then i shake em, then i write a album
I'm too
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