Lyrics:
your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n
And bring your ship under my lee
Or I will give you a full cannon ball
Cannon ball, cannon ball
And all your dear
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
darkened place
I see my flaws, and I feel the disgrace
But I won't give up, I'll face my own fears
I'll emerge victorious, with no more tears
I'll fight
the funk
If you wanna light up you know we don't give a fuck
Throw ya dubs up don't wanna hear no bitching
We do it for the cheese we do it for the vision
like it's '93
Think deep, feel the pain in my homie's face
And only then you'll understand
Why my homies bang
Strapped up, this is us, fuck a deal nigga
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
Up on the Hill
There's an old cul-de-sac
Where I finally learned how to pray
Surrounded by all
Of the brothers and sisters
That I made while
had me inherently cocky
As a ‘Giant’ in my sin, then I turn ‘Saint’ faster than Jeremy Shockey
But now as a sinner saved by grace it’s embarrassing
try
Yeah
Benefit of the doubt
I won't cast you out
Guess I'll give you one last shot
It's kind of funny how
One day we're like best friends but
publicity! And the take is vast!
Free publicity!
ANDRE
But we have no cast . . .
FIRMIN
But Andre,
have you seen the queue?
Oh, it seems you've got one too .
When I wake up early in the morning,
I'll give my thanks,
when its midday,
I'll sing praises to God,
When its night,
I'll go on my knees and say
and on yo ass but got yo feet up
The game fucked up I feel like they need us
Got em hooked like crack this that re-up
Put it in the bag you know the procedure
Mic fitness
Hands blistered from holding the mics tight
Some say it's fright night
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath
give up you've got
A life to live up
Before that I met you
Everything was so dark
Now nothing's ever blue
'Cause now you are by my side
We we are gonna
classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope
Cast out, buried in a hole
Struck down, forcing me to fall
Destroyed, giving up the fight
Well, I
classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope
Cast out, buried in a hole
Struck down, forcing me to fall
Destroyed, giving up the fight
Well, I
poverty reeks now
Oooh (Yeah) pussy you a bitch now
Imma have you pressed have you wetter than a beach now
It's a blessing when I rhyme
Got your shawty by
Gon' have to die daily
Take up your cross
Walk by faith
You'll see glory
It's a fixed fight
But you gon' take flight
If you steady
Even ready in the dark
your tops'l and brail up your mizz'n
And bring your ship under my lee
Or I will give you a full cannon ball
Cannon ball, cannon ball
And all your dear
sharp and quick
It took me by surprise
And you helped me then
It was a matter of time
But this time it's different
It's been a growing thing
It wasn't
All of them fades i took
I squabbled up by my self
Any time I bang th set
I did it by myself
I’m big Michael BraiNN
Bitch I named myself
I rep th
(Yeah)
To the death, now tattoo it all up in my skin
You don't want it when I back the heater
I got a nation of millions that's followin' the leader
My
and schemes gonna end up dead
Author of confusion put suggestions in my mind
Thoughts and ideas control our lives
Cast down every imagination that exalts itself
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