Lyrics:
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run s***
Aiyo, you f***ing with some capital G's, Allah Math
hands in the air, if you's a true player)
Hören Naughty By Nature wie damals und so
Hebt die Arme jetzt hoch, denn die Party geht los
Also ey bro (Hip
nothing tho I'm just tryna live
This what these modern times than did
We at the battle for Babylon
You live like a soldier you die like a soldier
My nigga
on as I start to kick it
Cause we're like outlaws striding while suckers are hiding
Jump behind the bush when you see me driving by'
Hanging out my
the hill, my back hurting
Into the living room door
You said, "I'm done dehydrating vegetables
I'm packed and ready to go"
There was still the faint smell
I'm sorry you had to hear all this business, he started running that tape.... I've just been
sitting in here on my own, being variously.... twiddling
up to either Arthur or Neem
I spend my Wednesdays at Bolly cookin' kids up-line
It's such a frequent occurrence that you could call it a crime
Droppin'
on Magick Hill
And you can tell everyone when you get back there
Come on and vibe with Bamboo on this ride
Let the music cling to your body like cat hair
Come
on as I start to kick it
Cause we're like outlaws striding while suckers are hiding
Jump behind the bush when you see me driving by'
Hanging out my
of you
And be lit up by
Your blinding lights
You could fire me from
A cannonball
I'd sail away into the
Starry starry night
We could live forever babe
If
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
The pressure rising
Feel it inside me
Im like an inmate
Tryna survive keeping my mind sharp
As my switch blade
Could never let you in
For viewers keep it
My heart broke so long ago its gone cold
My heart broke so long ago its gone cold
I've been trying to heal steady climbing hills
Not appealed by
pass you by
I get up, I get down
III I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take
to the hills
Skrill cannot hide in the hills
Now I'm just counting the kills
Same way I be counting the bills
How would you feel if it was just all dream
Would
still had you by my side so
Please don't go away
Have Faith
My love Have Faith
My love have Faith
You know it's down that hill
Have faith
My love have
still had you by my side so
Please don't go away
Have Faith
My love Have Faith
My love have Faith
You know it's down that hill
Have faith
My love have
Aiyo, you f***ing with some capital G's, Allah Math
Street life, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me
Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift
Had
hope my lil brother don’t see what I’ve done
I wish I could go back in time and fall in love
But I can’t even put a little trust in myself
Vanity,
ma', hop inside this Impala with ya boy
So we could hit Beverly Hills
Fly down the back streets
Roof missin', Marc Jacob bag in the back seat
You trina
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
a place you got,
That both me and you could go.
I won't let my momma know,
We could keep it on the low.
So it's on bring me to your city girl,
I could be
Don't be thinkin' shit sweet when you pull up on my block
Took the jewelry to the plaza, turned the jewels to some guap
I could teach you how to rob, I
any way I can
I been in a brawl
Now I'm feeling the wall
I'm going away baby
I won't be back 'til fall
High on the hill
You can carry all my thoughts
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