Lyrics:
beat somebody in the head with my fist
Yo, I walk these streets, you can grasp the grip
For your gun, but it's too late, you dealing with fate
Make sure
name is freak master sir and Ima show you how to do it
Go left and right and pop it down for a player now
Body go stupid just wanna feel you layin down
of your toe
All the way up to your last hair follicle
[Biz Markie]
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in
who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot
About face, salute!
Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I talk
Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left)
don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I
lost a beat away. Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay. 'cause I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. Die-mond make
Said my rules to survive so make sure ya get with it
Cause life of a gangsta is survival of the fittest
[Master P talking]
Yeah Rich man that's cool but
way across the map
Crushing on that reggie bush until it's flat
Fat bastard twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bastard twisting up a Dutch Master
Fat
the Master's bouquet
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels and carried away forever to bloom in
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
a nigga make me mad, you'll see
I nod my head in this bitch, them niggas gon' slide on yo' bitch ass for me
Bussdown Cartier, new Master P
My lil'
Though it's easy for a loser
To be jealous of a winner that's
Just the way that it is
Do you ever look back at
Some of your performances and
Look at your
got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin
up to something
Imma go hard, I aint cappin
I’mma go hard for my island
It's gang way, it’s gang way
Got a master plan and we about to make it happen
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
They say what don’t kill ya make ya stronger,
Then why do i feel weak,
Seven days a week,
Like i’m lost for words less i’m writing on a sheet,
Who
for n32g by the
29th of November then the Lord isn't with me
For him to come through he will bless me with an opportunity
To make some money and provide
Like me, like I'm Dhalism, way beyond reach
If I kick 'em in the mouth, that's a prayer for Da-Feet
Nowadays they say the strongest survive
But if you
[Chorus:]
Just another day, selling ice cream in the bay
And fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don't play, it's all about money
Im speeding otw to court
Still smellin like gas
It’s in gods hands now
Im jus praying for a pass
One day you wake up
And lifes gone in a flash
My
Louis Vuitton
Got the gas like I'm workin' for Ron
When I flow on the beat I go in I just run
And I like to make music they say "put me on"
I go hard
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
WE STILL POST ON THE BLOCK
For dey kill em all off wit my middle finger up to the cops
So On the way to the studio we be makin another hot track
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