Lyrics:
groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B.I.G. with telepathy
The recipe, a pinch of hardcore with a gun
Pimping ain't easy but it sure is fun
When I bust my
I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be -52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose
Prince, Lionel Richie or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders or the B-52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose
'Cause when
you're in the dark
I've been a stranger ever since we fell apart
I feel so out of sea
Watch my eyes are filled with fear
Tell me do you feel
Just because I'm running a little bit late
Doesn't mean I love you less
I'm trying my best, To do what I can for this family
You know my car died,
And I'm running up the paint
Keep telling me there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
With my gang, I pull up, let it bang
and the Eauzone crew
On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C.
But on this track you can call me Killer Bee
716 is where I reside
With my roommate Arthur, what
is Patti LaBelle, string Vivaldi and Bach
My Coltrane is the sax, my drums are Dilla and Quest
My music strong all around
Send a link to the chat,
'm on the scene, never flippin' scripts like a pharmacist
I am quite the opposite, talk shit, get hit quick
Give a fuck what you talkin' 'bout, y'all can suck my
, rescued me
Lord, with a love out of mind
Oh, You know I love it when
Everyday I am rescued again
Over the years your nature's way
Is turning wrongs
You was Mohamed Sanu in fact
I'm blacker than running numbers in sou-sous
On a cruise with Patti LaBelle
Screaming church hymns and blues
The fuck's
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
become a fool
'Cause I listen to the mule
How can I change when my mind
Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the ground
Just another slave for the mule
Or is this the way it ends?
'Cause I told you my level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
And you could bring down my level of concern
Yea yea yea
Loudpack big 3 shit you feel me
Woah
And I'm on my fuck the drop shit too
I can not fuck up my re-up
Off a perc I might do that shit
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
the changes through
I always thought that was special
Something just for me and you
We had a gas this is true, wish it was four and not two
Those nights we'd
the park, one catchy jingle and now
You think you fucking with me 'cause you sold like three-hundred-thou'?
Bitch, I can jump without my feet ever leaving
"Hi" for me
Look in the sky there's a fly sorcerer
Eye-balling me from of a flying saucer
And my mind is like a full clip
And my competitions'
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
die
Listen to me! I'm here, but I can only help you
If you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?
I know you've never seen him
But don't
die
Listen to me! I'm here, but I can only help you
If you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?
I know you've never seen him
But don't
and you'll you win Chihuahua
What can bring you joy Chihuahua
Ohh, Chihuahua
I'm driving in my car looking for a parking space
There it is my place, someone
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