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the East coast fuck took it from me Fourth album still Jay still spittin that real shit Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith Can't call this
Brooklyn is me Matter of fact, the East coast, fuck, took it from me Fourth album still Jay still spittin' that real shit Volume Three still sold more
We still go through things, Some people think Christians escape the rain, Y’all we still feel joy, and we still feel pain, But we maintain knowing
with the other hand Feel like that monk way back in Vietnam Rage against the machine, no album cover For my ass, hope I still make newstands
out You had your chance now move you got left out We started from the bottom still here tho No tellin' where I’ll be in a couple years tho Make a track
The Voice Follow the footsteps Or travel down your own road Designing your fate Hear what your heart says Still you decide which way to go
witH the House licks So wHatcha still pining Dead by tHe street ligHts, boy you sHining Talk about you grinding figg side!
still takin rappin for a joke A passing hope, or a phase with the rope Sometime I choke and try to believe When I get challenged by a million MC's I
Guild[00:06.02]That bitch linkin' with your opps[00:07.56]Man, it's crazy that you still pipe[00:09.49]Say you on the block[00:10.66]Man, it's crazy
Him still a move weight cross the border Contraband by the loads And when the fiends pre order He doesn't ship by a boat Dem say him too out
a tent I don’t wanna so I turn to the beast But I still live in a tent I live in a tent I live in a tent The beast will stop me from living in a tent I
like I hit the blunt & got behind the wheel don't feel real Turned my life into a movie, I feel just like Stephen Spil No 50, we was in the club shawty
real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody Shine. See'mon." It's not luck that I'm sittin' here Spittin' for y'all. Preeld in by
smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!) Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!) Singing sweet songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey
1: Ziggy Marley] Woke up this morning, smile with the rising sun (Yeah-Yeah!) Three little birds, pitched by my doorstep (Yo-Yo!) Singing sweet
roll up a jay when I'm bout to get dressed All of my niggas solid like an armrest This the zotti I can tell by the smell Serving them junkies out by
a nine-to-five on Wall Street When I was an office manager I Wasn't having the same conversation In the office that I was having on the block But I was still
still takin' rappin' for a joke A passing hope or a phase with a rope Sometimes I choke and try to believe When I get challenged by a million MCs I
burned You're still the one for me Words and music by richard reisser and robert alsterberg
new ain't 'bout to change I'm still gonna do it my way Yeah I still remain So tell me why you hate the game? So tell me why you hate the game? This
game like Stephen Curry My pull out game like Jenga Ahh, shut the fuck up I ain't trying to have no conversation See they show so much love When the boy
true! (6.57) (Luvverly lead guitar by Heggarty /feedback racket by O'Keeffe) Note: Marie McCormack actually plays the Tin Whistle Stephen
Game would say "Hi!"s name in that manner Many years went by Still no legitimate answer Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade Hub City threat, minor
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation No comparison, if you put the darts side by side One will
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