Lyrics:
I didn't come in here to fight
I didn't come to ruin your night
I came to see the future mister me
I didn't come to mess things up
I only want
make their graves
Placed there by messengers
Angels and sirens
Very important people
VIP rooms smell of piss and potential
The ecstasy of chance flickers
name, Mr. Ives Well, I'ma roll this Erica to let me fingers twitch
(Who the motha'fuck are you man?)
'Cause the lower Eastside's up in this bitch and
I
and the night is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
D.j.'s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
B-boys,
the chain (Damn right)
[Scratching by RZA]
"Mister Method Man for short, Mista' Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
Even if I
the man that was really important
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes
Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
you can make it on your own
By yourself, all alone, without my help
Mister, you just made a big mistake
You think you're a man but you're only
the chain (Damn right)
[Scratching by RZA]
"Mister Method Man for short, Mista' Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm"
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
Even if I
across the land
That's what you do
What you do, mister
A workin man
You drive a wagon for a livin
Arrive on time
Cos that's important when deliverin'
nigga, i actually came up with the
Idea to write that
(You laughin' but that shit
Ain't funny man) it was funny at first but
A day in the life
Of mister
swingin' buckwild
"Mister, mister, do you have a dime?
See, I'm hungry and I'd rather be a begger than do crime"
Sure here's your dime, go make a big ten
a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
So you better guard it like a golden ticket. Or then maybe Harden. Now my goals are tending
To make everybody take up notice with it.
Post up with it.
way,
Dis is da man who took me by da han' up to da glory room,
Dis is da man who showed me da light,
Dis man here, dis is da man who gave me da beat,
Hey, pipe up, bitch go by the name of XXX
Members Only, Very Rare in this bitch
Hey, tell that pussy nigga
SpaceGhostPurrp pull up
Bitch ass, do that
We'll fuck it up at the mall later
Later on we'll get in what we in then
What's on tonight's agenda tomorrow
We won't remember
Man, I ain't even gonna
is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
D.j.'s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
B-boys, let
Her name is Bobbie Lee and she's movin'
She's gotta make her dream come true
Some might said she took a dead wrong turn
But she took the only road
Lately, I've been bad backing, I've been really trapping
Had to get up off my ass, had to make something happen
My mama don't like the lifestyle that I
the truth
Man, I don't even know
You do not be on what you say on you on, nigga
You do not live where you say you live, nigga
You don't hold all them
say - oh
Hope he feel as strong as my pohah do
With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze
If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind
one by the nightstand in case I wake up with fright
Then I light, take two puffs, back to sleep, nighty-night
It's my medication, it makes me feel
Marion Berry, hey
Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay
Some say I'm dope as fuck, some label my rhymes incest
My flex is kinda
world, believe me
Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
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