Lyrics:
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
to get respect (Yeah)
Bust down your president that's decedent
Fuck what you payed irrelevant
My factory diamonds are elegance
I'll change the world with
you want, be what you want (oh whoa, oh yeah)
Uh-huh, I was a shame, my crew was lame (uh)
I have enough heart for most of 'em
Long as I got stuff
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind your back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
as I fill the void (watch me)
I'm light years beyond, my word is my bond (uh, what?)
Stay tuned, you've only heard a third of the song
That's right,
you're feeling empty
Better thank your lucky stars
'Cause if you ever felt one breaking
You'd never want a heart
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey there, Mr. Tin
Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase
I'm right up to bat
It's a D.A.I.S.Y. Age and you're about to walk top-stage
So wipe your
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
sentiments I'd give you a pound like "Greetings Mr. President."
Now go do your homework
Order the sequence
von Däniken couldn't even question my history
Been spittin' like I was an M16
You might wanna run and take cover when I'm lettin' go another
Send
best I can
And I wish you'd let me be
Two Thousand Twenty
I don't want you to break my foolish heart
But you've kicked me around so much thus far
I
Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase
I'm right up to bat
It's a Daisy Age and you're about to walk top-stage
So wipe your Lottos
my stage your
Life will be completed
Don't need financial aid
'cause this is just some free shit
You been properly prepared
Throw your hats up in
I’m killin shit
You like dead presidents, yeah I’m with the shit
Ironic Mr. Franklin isn’t on the list
That’s a hunnid, the top boi I’m coming
You not
Fulfillin' all her wishes
Look inside my heart and you can
See that I have tried
Look into my eyes and you can
See that I have lied
Don't act surprised, try
'm standing on the top and that's where I'm remaining
My brain rocks like Mr. Spock's
And any other MC's are knocked out the box
So you know where to kiss, so
'm standing on the top and that's where I'm remaining
My brain rocks like Mr. Spock's
And any other MC's are knocked out the box
So you know where to kiss, so
give you my best side
it get technical in the game of life, I'll never foul you
I rather hold up a clearer mirror, and show you value
you know we gon'
As I nailed him to the mast
Then my hand slipped down Mary's gown
And rested on her ass
I'd give my soul for one field goal
And one good hail mary
To a theatre near you
So why don't you cratique me
While I'm love on stage
Cause I'm gonna break my
Rusty cage, my rusty cage
Watch the way I freak it
When
The ones placed in power playing Russian roulette with our lives
Every five hours
A child goes missing
Mr President
I hope you're listening
I wake up every
That's me showing self respect
No doubt in my bone
If I know I can do it
I'll give it hundred and ten
Cause I was born for this
Big name
Big stage
Stay
exactly what I did
Shake somethin'
I could tell you that could fuck by how you dance
Baby tell me what you drinkin'
I'll get it on demand
If we stick to my
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