Lyrics:
cause she know how to make her money long
These hoes be weak, cheap and leach then try to do you wrong
Sit back in my kicks and make hits like I'm Barry
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
who I are
Like, do they understand it?
The crafty never get undercut
By the upper handed
I eat so much on these beats
When this shit cut off
I’m like
double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me.
I see you niggas sweet like HI-C,
but let me let you know the name on my ID.
Barry Adrian Reese,
will die if you try me.
I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know
the name on my ID.
Barry Adrian Reese, that's my real name (Cassidy).
I
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
hit it like Barry
Bonds
Speed it up go
Your bitch on my body I will not respond
If there is space then the fuck is beyond
I am that n***a that your hoe
Bought your bitch Burberry undies to
Put my hands inside
This a hundred round, fucker
It hit's who you standing by
Finna buy a street in Detroit
And name
smooth like it's Barry White (Yuh)
And keep my soul clean like I sterilize (Aye)
When I'm in the booth, yo, I terrorize
Throw it all in like a pair
flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
Going for a ride
Got the sun out it's bright
Hit the block stop at the light
Hit the curb almost die
All the gear all the time
Healthy fear feel
verse, but it's kingdom work 'til I hit the dirt (one)
Moment of Truth 3
For those that don't know what a moment of truth be
This whole album's
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
majesty/no pageantry, just accuracy, I promise I can't rap for free/the way I run threw all them hoes(holes) they call me barry/by the way I spin off of them
Floundering with my dick out like a little kid
Down all your piss then hit town with ya little sis
Stay out 'till I think I'll slip and drown in my stinky sick
open up the door they slidin through the Kevin gates
Say I won't go up on tour but then I hit 11 states
Say I won't go out with 4 but got my needs wit
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
test tube baby}
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
Back in this shit
(Hit-Boy)
Look
First you got to pay dues
Then you got to make moves
And you know the game test you
You just gotta stay true
cool when there's constant heat on ya' back (back)
New York City
That's where I stay
Where every day
Is foul play (Barry Williams)
We got ours, so
a leak
Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
Then her brother stepped up, she
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