Lyrics:
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
I'm like whatever shorty rock
We can swing it like that
Cause on the real this is where it's at.
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by
could bring you back
Verse 1 (Trae)
H-A-W-K I feel like I'm lonely homie I need to talk
So ask Jesus can I see you a second so we can take a walk
It's
We dealing
Ten for two
Ten for two
Ten for two
We dealing
God and Crew
Staying True
How we do
I'm the bringer ting ting a linga
Buyaca flinga rhyme
a n***a for help
I know all my dawgs, but I really ran it up
I'm sticking to the code, the way how I'm moving
You know I'm vibing to this b***h, so yeah,
What a sight to be seen (uh)
So So Def's the crew
I thought you knew it's a beautiful thing (so beautiful)
I mean there's nothin' like usm it's true
actually better for me with less emcees to compete
So keep talking shit while I'm thinking out the cubby
I never-ever-ever-ever had an ounce of doubt in me
you see me n I ain't wiv my crew believe I'm on my ps n qs, even on my own 2 that's the difference between me and you (x2)
I h8 losin, so I'm agenst
finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin
you
Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
Started rappin' from the bottom now I'm stunting with my crew
I Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
That's what happens when
One, two for the Minds and the Souls of my kids (N.O.)
Y'all know who the hell it is
I am the
T R U T H
Once they witness the truth
They're gonna see
2 do you just focus ona bag & do what you gotta do.. I'm doin me so you need 2 do you just focus ona bag & do what you gotta do.. Get it how you live
don't know what I know
'Cause I'm so dope like a dose of hydro
These guys don't know what flows are tight
So i go for broke till I broke the mic, yo
I go
story that must be told
About two young brothers who got so much soul
They takin' total control, of the body and brain
Flyin'' high in the sky,
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
BEATIN' I'll just say "let's roll"
I make another record and buy some gold
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't
second I'm a kunst
Then suddenly the kunst is me
Pop culture was in art, now
Art’s in pop culture, in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I
it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live
out of holes by hustling
To [????] hold your pain or either a fever
And held a target side Buddha, now I'm looser
I fantasise about this [????] I
story that must be told
About two young brothers who got so much soul
They takin' total control, of the body and brain
Flyin'' high in the sky,
Bitch I'm live I'm way too live like 2 Live Crew
Cause everything blue (Brrr)
Cause everything blue (Yeah yeah)
Everything blue (Everything blue)
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
You See The Top Four Crews In
The Game I'm In Them
If You Don't Like Me, Do Something Then
Too Many Screwfaces, I Ain't In Them
I Want Paper
Dibby Dibby
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