Lyrics:
(Y'all come through) Will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you
I'm hittin' new primes
Now the stakes high, niggas surprised at the new lines
Takin' down my number like "you still ain't got a new line?"
Nah it's
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Christopher Williams cause I gotta keep my promises
To stick to my roots and not dilute cause G this ain't two colors
I'm tired of seein these non rappin'
me no lip let mama do it all
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
Your sugar, give mama some sugar, mama (sugar mama mama mama I'm your!)
Sugar
me no lip let mama do it all
Let me be, I wants to be, gots to be
Your sugar, give mama some sugar, mama (sugar mama mama mama I'm your!)
Sugar
you get your body from
I got it from my mama i got it from my mama
I got it from my mama
I got it got it got got it
Baby where’d you get your body from
of bicarb'll cook a Z (cook a Z)
In the bando, skee-yee, Sexyy Red (Sexyy Red)
I got two or three models in my bed (in my bed)
Blunt full of weed, cup full
On my mama nem, my mama nem
From the bottom of the map
On my mama nem, my mama nem
On my mama nem, my mama nem
It's like a bucket full of crabs
On my mama
the block
The same pussy nigga
I had a fight with on Monday
The nigga try to kill me, funeral by Sunday
But mama never was gon have it
Mama never was gon beat
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
to town.
"I Love Lucy" debuted on TV
That was one big event we didn't see
'Cause no one stayed at home for miles around
It was the night Hank Williams
to town
I Love Lucy debuted on TV
That was one big event we didn't see
'Cause no one stayed at home for miles around
It was the night Hank Williams
every bit of
Confidence from your conscious wit' it
Toss it to my man in the back field
He got options wit' it
Obama phone, really came in handy
I lined
disagree
I state my case before myself
Tell me I am in a place to dwell
But the Judge won't take it
I just can't shake it
And I know that I've no way
there was several
I thought I was gon die from the drugs or worse the metal
I thought he was gon fire when he aimed it at my temple
I almost let my pride
Christopher Williams cause I gotta keep my promises
To stick to my roots and not dilute cause G this ain't two colors
I'm tired of seein these non rappin'
will
I could never stay on my own
Givin' it all I got to give
I've never done that before
I'm always givin' a little more
When I'm with you
and then some
I would give my life to get a block of sandstone
Give it to people who never got paid ransoms
Give to my mama for the shit that she's done;
and then some
I would give my life to get a block of sandstone
Give it to people who never got paid ransoms
Give to my mama for the shit that she's done;
back from Philly
So I was rollin' blunts all day
So I had to get it nigga in the hallway
Nigga I already know I was headed to the top
By 9 o'clock
I'm from
Therefore my energy had to make sure the better me won
It ain't no better one, son, it ain't no tellin' me nothin'
Nigga it's Chuck, Doc Dre
the composition?
My position if it isn't inquisition listen
Questions I got questions
Why is music different from other professions?
How come I ain't dippin' in
it like to be – and I know how I
Feel about it – but you’re
Definitely one of my peers, and one
That I look at and say "He gets it
But I’d love to hear
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