Lyrics:
the light he had
By kneeling down he's a villain how you Rightly cypher that
Any foreign Nation against us we Fighting back
But this nation citizens don't get
Hook:
You got plans. I can manage you.
You got future. That’s alright with me.
You got money? You alright with me.
You got problems? Please, don’t
out dere what it's doin' now, won't be letting us
Give no show tonight.
Show? Dat don't worry me none. Dere's
Somethin' else on dis ol' boat
You are made of the
Best kind of magic
Tip my hat over
Pull out the rabbit
Cast your spell on me
Cast your spell on me
Enchanted
Enchanted
Count
That's what I heard him say and it haunts me night and day
"Don't make me go to bed papa and I'll be good."
Our lives have just been gladdened by his
call me Cast Away
I call it rocket they get on it den they blast away
If I don't cut it then all my junkies gon' pass away
They screamin' stop all this
straight inna the gutter
Money coming inna the kilo no quarter
Hustle for the muller all dayyy
All night me nah play eeeh
Badman make em pree
Make jah guide
, "Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
on the left. he is the guy that is making me do all this shit. right over there. now all through this movie, every time we've been on s
I've had to look over in
But it's not our fault
That we're monsters
And I know that she loves me stone cold sober
Despite the fact we don't match each other
The mood set
shit
Red beam on his face like a nigga got a zit
All you one-top chef niggas comin' by a zip
Cryin' over me, this bitch better get a grip
Down over this
catching up to get ahead of my rhymes
But all my bars over heads like I dead lift
I’m spiritually a century
Money don’t make sense to me
If you ain’t pay ya
I'm dying, it's so bright
I have lived in the shades
Make the Glow go away
Come cast your shadow over me
And I'll cast mine all over thee
Take me
without the tour
She got my heart like B-B-B-Boom
I don't play in slide's but we sliding in the room
It's that me and you we copping them W's
We good
Nigga get fixed
Keep me a glee get one for my bitch
Nigga you tricked
When I take my shot know Ian gone miss
Said I'm with the shits
Ion speak
Don't know what you doing
Girl you got that magic
I believe in you
Cast another spell gone tell
What you gone make me do
Girl you got that magic
I believe
This is how I do it man
Rapper, doctor, father, mic rocker, call me Superman
Bout to get into it and show ‘em what I’m fluent in
Make em get they
positive, negative, what they givin' me
How you don't understand, I'm unequivocally
I come in shalom and humility
Exposing the folly and the stupidity
You
I worked, shopping center clerk, finna go berserk.
Lunch break, see me writin' 16's over Mickey D's,
Skippin' class, makin' beats, over 60 keys.
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
you’re still hesitant with me
Don’t you wanna stop worrying and be happy with glee
So, let me ask you again, because I love you, when
Will you be with me
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
Don’t M1nd Us just mind me
You a follower all I do is lead
Step to me and I’ll make you bleed
You are so slow I got so much speed
I can hit em' with
still a tune, wrote by machines, and these fiends are sure you'll like it
So what's an intellect, they'll say don't trust the internet
But Sci-Hub's
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