Lyrics:
on the beats
You want to test me or you stupid?
You must be out of your mind, Snazz-D is the Don
Yo, If a picture is worth a thousand words
My rhymes look
my life for you
I got a love jones for your
Body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got
A mind
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode him into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I boarded that Greyhound
Rode in into Raliegh on across Caroline
Stopped in Charlotte
put that on reverend
Been a grown man since age 11 (11)
Mind on the guap since 7 (7)
Rest in peace to my homie Kevin
I admit it, I admit, I admit
it, you play the game by the rules that's connected wit' it
It's not a win if you lost your respect to get it
Took a loss on my first trip to Broadway
When I left out of Georgia in 1934
My baby she begged, "Daddy please don't go"
But I left that town, you know I left that town
When I left out
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
my name?
I set off for distant shores
But now I'm off to meet Davy Jones
The siren song has set my sails astray
And she leads me to my watery grave
gone
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my guy
Sting time in all the wrong pla (Wrong pla)
Ces with you on my mind, babe (Mind, babe)
If she (If she) , comes by (Comes by)
She gon' make you feel
23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem world, Manhattan where we kill them (Taz)
Plus my project way of thinking spending most my
I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
My Pa is with his moonshine friends
Drinkin Deacon Jones' bathtub gin
Deacon Jones
Catching the westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Gonna leave while I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number
was funny.
But who's the dummy
now you done lost the hustler
my down-ass brother gonna be replaced by a bustler
and though I got love for you
I know I
simple
Goin' all out doing the most, she want a lil' bit of attention
Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses
My shoes tied, I ain't
at the seams
Looking a little Haggard and feeling kinda Jones
Walking down the road
A sacred path of stone
A troubadour 's dream I can feel it in my bones
I'm just doin' me
I'm killin' these niggas, it ain't even fair
My money growin' long like Tom Brady's hair
In a room full of Favres, I'm the only Tom
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
emotional roller coaster called life
And we have our ups and downs
Just keep in mind
When you hit rock bottom
There ain't no where to go but up baby
it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely don't be obscured
By some things that depreciated like what like a home to open
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
die in my sleep through the ashes I rise,
And I storm through the city catch it by surprise,
A legend could live but I'm not what they're like,
God
She disappeared that December
It's been four years since it mattered
Three states behind by the wayside
Out of their minds ever after
Made up my
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