Lyrics:
They say I'm lonely…
Nah I call it solitude
Now I'm right here without a crew
And I'm still making solid moves
Most can't separate the two
They say
of call
But the seas were rough
And the ice was tough
And they were hit with frozen squalls
By January's Ides
They were two hundred miles
From their first
don't give a fuck, he got two just like you
There's a another girl in the dope man's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
Just call her
can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you
you lits?
Aw man, you were a myth!
We had one drink, two drink, three drink four
Had one too many, now you're laying on the floor
One drink, two drink,
posse's on the scene
Well, it's not that we're rowdy, rude, raunchy or loud
But a match into nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe
I got ninety nine problems and they all b****es
Wish I was Jigga man, carefree living
But I'm not Shawn or Martin Louie
I'm the Cleveland n****
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
Everything lasts and nothing will forever
Fable and myths live on because the stories better
Like things split into two cause they was
look at those
the greatest all time?
Where them niggas reside?
I seen all fifty names
Man them niggas done lied
I take the first forty-eight
Make them niggas retire
Last two
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
bill don't hit (quiet)
Weakest piff, bin that shit
Look
She met the myth
2-2 talk, now she all in my brain (brain)
Demon witch (demon)
You don't
lives matter too
My nigga laugh like a kid again when he shoots
We are not that same, you a lame, smokin' boof
We don't want the fame, we just came for
one man
I would get your whole crew
Saying my name while I finish my album
Now I owe you one because that's a third of
My advertising's done
But I heard
is 'Excuse me, hops', he's [Name] Polo
You met the crew and you know where we live
You met Omar, Money and my man Wiz
The posse is here in full
Spizzy!
I heard an MC this morning who made
Me wanna get in the booth
And no offense to him or his crew
But I know that I'm better than that dude
So
Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old
[Charlie 2na]
Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets
reading this
The myth is real - let's eat
General Robert E. Lee
Freed his slaves before Grant freed his
Brian Willson's legs
Severed by a train
The crew
Hm, yeah
Mhm
We take the good, we take the bad
It's not about what we had
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
Obviously we're not the same
We playing two different games
We stay on two separate lanes
So don't you merge in my way
Its just me and my girl like
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
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