Lyrics:
pool with it your brothers
I kissed your lips before Hello's
We skinny dipped in the waters
I got you wet with my fingers
I can't inside in 5 minutes
You
'Bout the only thing that I approve of
Let the song play then it's deuces like
Shit, we tried (Mmhmm)
Look at the time (Mmhmm)
Five minutes to nine
And it's hard to trust somebody that has lied so many times
Snakey slimy creatures always tryna get by and survive
Out here Killin' all they brothers cause
the team
That be the main thing
Abiding by the script
All my niggas on the same page
Don't need no clout to get my brothers out
Boy that's on gang gang
By the age of 15 in 2014
I was rapping to my phone, listening to beats
Recording songs on SoundCloud doing "One Takes"
And if I messed up, I'ma do
bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight
to Marley Marl, Tagedy, and MC Shan
And my cousin Cool V and, TJ Swan E and
The Jungle Brothers swinging from a tree and
EPMD and, Nice and Smooth B
(Chorus)
It's one of these, it's one of these songs
When you're gonna please brothers, give 'em one of these
I'm sayin one of these, it's one of these songs
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
on I-thirty west
Think and roll tree song
Trying new shit might cop me some v-lone
What I'm doing?
Who I'm choosing?
What I'm fooling?
Am I winning
Am I losing
are knowin' that's why they're goin '
Home to tell a friend when the party ends
"Yo, man you know Rakim? That brother struck again"
'Cause mic by
are knowin' that's why they're goin '
Home to tell a friend when the party ends
"Yo, man you know Rakim? That brother struck again"
'Cause mic by
song string,
this river coursing through my life,
these wild swipes at meaning.
Now I circle back to look into the spring.
When I was 17 it was 1995.
Not talking bout racks I don't want talk no more
A hook by Young I'Sa a 10 fasho
I was dripping I had the Givenchy coat
It came with the title we
whoa
We all on lockdown
So I went back
Took my thoughts then jot-down
Hello
Good morning
Wake up
Don't let the world pass you by
Pass you by
Hello
Good
bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight
a back in the day dawg
Thugs now a days will cock it back pop a cap in your acorn
Fuck what they say in they songs
Gangstas dont stay long
They make
Over the past twenty five years
Jewish music has experienced a revolution
The size of its audience has expanded like a tidal wave
And it reached all
the party
It’s so long
It’s so wrong
Fuck your stupid love song
Na na na na na na
Your stupid love song
Na na na na na na
Your stupid love song
V
and a Chinese man and God was giving out hair
He said, "Black man, what kind of hair do you want?"
He said, "Just ball mine up and throw it here."
Don't
brother never advocates the peace
So every song that I'm on should be counselling the street
We running game
With a little more than five medals
Defied
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
Remember me? The brother who said, 'black is black'
You can come by request, I don't play, I don't dress
Get emotions off your chest, we are black, we
day I'll realize
I told myself that I won't cry
In the studio wiping my eyes
Ya this songs an ode to those times
But that's just how it goes
And I know
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