Lyrics:
way nicer than you, nigga
I was just makin' beats, back to fightin' on you niggas
Horsepower, still ride rims on pick-ups
Sip cup Sprite, don't
way nicer than you, nigga
I was just makin' beats, back to fightin' on you niggas
Horsepower, still ride rims on pick-ups
Sip cup Sprite, don't
since '93
I just smoke up on these beats no vegan shhh
All these kids should call me papa papa?
In the clouds they see Mufasa remember me
I felt yo punch
day saint, I'm a modern day kane
My definition I can finally explain
Cold smooth like that dude Sean Connery was playing
I just got to be the man, I'm
Listen up everyone! We have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be, heaving
white Sasson
She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind
So I said to myself, its time for me to release
family baby)
(Master P, Kane, and Abel)
(To the world)
(Haha)
(We're here when all our homies need us
though you heard me ain't nothing changed)
(Just
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
throwing shots dodge it's limbo
I Call up on the Lord like a sim phone
Simple Hard life now it's so simple
By now you know the name
See me man I score goals
to wash up my whip
Bye broke bitch, bye ho
White J's, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi bitch, hi bitch
Hi bitch, hi bitch
I do not sniff it
on a rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block
[ Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers) ]
Stokie's just Stokie, mama
(Stokie's Stokie)
a black Benz, left in a white one
I'm just a hoodlum I came with my bonsam when niggas wanna try some
Did you see what I done?
Came in a black Benz, left
so don't try
Durag but I see no wave
Been in the studio but no change
Dead rappers so I undertake
Came with my brothers like Kane.
You niggas are
The way they treat me like a no name
Know we are no same
Just know that i don't fuck wit no lame
Make the bottle pop light it up
I prolly never stop
Funny
second man,
Even though sometimes its fucked up i always remember
You can be here all October and be gone by November
Spit that shit for 215 i spit that
that's how I intimidate
But I just came to get my shit off, so I give them a break
And pickin' up the microphone after I left
Is like givin'
Open up for Daddy Kane and Easy up at the Regal
The radio rarely put their needle on my record
They ain't see how the hood and heaven were connected
the people
Open up for Daddy Kane and Easy up at the Regal
The radio rarely put their needle on my record
They ain't see how the hood and heaven were
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
motherfuckers
No batteries
Catapult
Jump motherfuckers
No cables
They only came to buff the name stuck the train
That's a textbook page
for my seed up in
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
of this red apple.
Wow, it looks yummy.
Why do I suddenly feel so dizzy?
When the dwarfs came home,
they found Snow White
lying on the ground.
Wake up
crazy muthafucka, blood stains on my knuckles
I'm a slugger, fist kill his brain
Load up a weapon in the name of King Lester Kane
Get the money, we out
wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that
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