Lyrics:
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
stuff I got my pride
A man marry me he got to be nice
A girl like me don't come by twice
Dr. Funk, say you want me
Too hot to trot, I'm Blondie
Just
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
better
You can keep everything that
You just mentioned
But when I win this battle
Leave that microphone at my feet
And begin your descension
I'm not like
know they really hate to admit
I do my thing
The undergrounder run it
So nigga call me the king
You peasants
In the presence of Wreck
So kiss the ring
to flow
Yo, my M.O., making all kind of dough
From the info that Rakim show, ya know?
Yes yes y'all, I still fiend by any means
To flow, and I go
see all of my favorite jewels of pain
but all of our stories hard fought for
as unto gold refined by flame
it’s my favorite things
it’s my favorite
And any fuckin lame who's entertaining kids can make the list
I'm in the way with tense offended by the way you spit
My wisdom been a way to grip some sense
diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, the thang, thang)
All these fancy things (all, all, the thang, thang)
I tell you that all my weight in
it mine
You see good things are happening
better than I could have ever been imagining
There were some good ol' days, these are the best by far
all
and the kid go insane
Wish a nigga would tell me the grain
Voices in my mind telling me things
Murder on my mind, Murder on they mind
Which beat ima kill,
every reason to smile
Searching for true happiness man, it's been awhile now
I'm just tryna give myself that same feeling that I get from all my favorite
the acknowledgement, let 'em read the articles
The thing me and my crew posses is called the god particle
Our passion on that stage that make other niggas look
know)
I’m gonna do
What I’m gon do
(Gonna do, gonna do, yeah)
You know I gotta get it on the road too
But You my favorite thing
I’m coming home to
Girl
a cockpit)
I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)
Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded
This Instru's mental, too many bars,
boy.
Got my shovel in the dirt I pound boy.
Pick it up get low underground boy.
Born alone I'll die alone, just me myself and the microphone.
Only thing
the microphone quick fast
Brothers been tryin to diss for years
As long as I'm respected by my peers
And get cheers - who the fuck cares?
Yeah, I'm weeded, but
favorite, ‘cause I’m that raw
Look, ma, I’m a mu’fuckin’ rap star
Everywhere I go, I’m accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
King
I mean, surely, you're my favorite-
Roses and Rainbows
People with halos
Father, I'm grateful
For all that You are
Cause You are my Favorite Thing
I used to think by 24, that I would have like so much more
Homes in different cities and a wife I really do adore
Cars and fancy things galore, come
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
advantage until the crowd go bananas
What a rush, I hear cuts then I lust to touch
Microphones get clutched by the illustrious
Word spread, I inherited
from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I know it's true
The only thing you'll say about
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