Lyrics:
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
go dumb, yeah
Niggas ridin', slidin' by, might take a bitch so keep her close
Ice, cup, red, rum, choppers
A.K. Murder, Dumb, pour up, with smoke,
Go
like the treasury
Nigga swear they ballin' like they 7 feet
Like John Lennon, just let it be
(I got my whole life ahead of me)
I judge a man by his
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
Anytime that I'm feeling love
There's a place that I love to go
A little castle in the sky
Where I can watch the world go by
A restaurant beneath
life but still I feel like I got something to prove
Gotta keep that 40 by my side it keep me comfortable
Fo I see a surgeon I'll rather go see them
game is part of life yah look at me I'm really living la dee da dee da
Whipping through the city in this RX
Did everything that they said would be
alright
Jofunmi baby jo
Don't sleep on me don't go
Jofunmi baby jo
Don't sleep on me don't go
My baby you are so beautiful
With you by my side life is
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
need drugs
I can't change what I been thru so I just live my life accordingly
Hard to get my point across so times I just won't even speak
Spending all
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
and lifes hard..
And this scar, it got me..
[Chorus: x2]
Dee Murdock: Verse 3
..So you better get your flags out..
I'm in a fight with my future to get
on
Options, it was hard to pick, so I put both on (two)
These broke-ass niggas talk too much, I ain't even bossin' up
Stop tryna compare your life to mine,
with me cause the lard plea
yuh laugh Ee can't hear yuh get a hard fee
nuh really wah teck yuh life youth gwaan be
because we a par from school day's
to walk in stores and yell: "Lay down!"
You flinch an inch - AK spray down
But I was lucky cause I never caught the hard time
I was blessed with
Jumbuk, Jumbuk, It's got to be a sin,
That you can't go back and start your life again.
I used to be a shearer, woo-ba-deep-ba-dee-dum,
Shore one
keep it
Cause if you don't respect the source, than nigga it don't mean shit
Closet Lexus Gordon by the way, I'm hanging clean shit
Auntie Dee Dee's
focused in getting the guap, count up them dividends
Ballin' like i'm MJ, you know my boy Pippen it
And I done came a long way, hard road, whippin' it
Life
Intro
Come on
I go by the name of Dee Shy
This is your girl
I'm down with my crew BLAK PROPHETZ AND DME
AND MY HOME GIRL ANNETTE BEE
I'VE GOT
So hard on myself but I still get by
March these streets with no compass just I
Curious guy always asking the reasons why
Still feeling alone that's
on
The center be that gravity
Hurt like cavities
I wonder if it was all by design or purely natural
Ever expanding we fall to lateral entities
Positive
My life
My life, really feelin hard times
Lookin' out my window, holdin' my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin', feelin'
My life
My life, really feelin hard times
Lookin' out my window, holdin' my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin', feelin'
My life
My life, really feelin hard times
Lookin' out my window, holdin' my weapon like Malcolm X and
And it seems I'm over-stressin', feelin'
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