Lyrics:
crazy whip appeal
Sealed with the hits and blow cause I got hits to go
fists to flow Michel'le Michelle-low under the mistletoe
I let my missile go, yo
more, this can't be us
Chill dog
Second oldest born, from Michelle brown my mother
Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother
Pop wasn't
No chance for my fragile appetite
To be fed by any special ambition
When dreams are broken and fading away
Nobody's there in hopeless night
Cause
No chance for my fragile appetite
To be fed by any special ambition
When dreams are broken and fading away
Nobody's there in hopeless night
Cause
Damn, they work me so damn hard
Work by nine, then off past five
And they work my nerves
That's why I cannot sleep at night (you know you can do it)
Honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My shape's earthless
I came to earth's surface
catch my drift and swiftly away we sail
I like lil' mama 'cuz she thick like K. Michelle
She's destined to have a child but it ain't Michelle
Why niggas
you're gonna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you
voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice
I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place
Cato, Dion, Brutus
And conceived of a society of equal laws
Governed by equality of status and of speech
And of rulers who respect the liberty
Of their
like superman
So it probably would behoove you to
Try to be cool with them
My umbilical was cut by the horses bite
Cause I was born in a
Manger
apartment
Half-empty Hennessy bottles and condoms on the carpet
Half a bag of cocaine on the counter by my Smith & Wesson
Misdirected I gripped the weapon
can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us
[Beanie Sigel]
Chill dog
Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my
born
From Michelle Brown my mother hell bound
Grew with two sisters and one brother
Pop wasn't around
So many stories that's another
I'm thinking damn
fine mama (you fine), that's my mama (it is)
Could cover magazines, she's a ebony woman (ebony woman)
First lady I honored (uh huh), my Michelle Obama
the blood no fear of death for a believer
In my testimony season
I woke up and still I'm breathing
I've been struck by lightning twice I pray the Lord my soul
holla at Michelle
Pay attorney fees got me smokin by myself
Million dollar schemes got me smokin by myself
Drinkin Hennesy like that nigga Russel West
around OH
Own it Girl work it
Oh look now there you GO
God made you girl and you sexy
I want to slide inside if you let me
You can tell by now that your
Tamika sorry I left you
Michelle I'm glad I met you
You make the head feel special
Now I know it's official
That I can touch and tease you
Pull up my
Tamika sorry I left you
Michelle I'm glad I met you
You make the head feel special
Now I know it's official
That I can touch and tease you
Pull up my
I only love my bed and my mama, I'm sorry
That's facts
What's up, Michelle? Miss Michelle
That's what they call you 'round the way, right? Uh
Still Lex knows
Gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico
Bricks Fifteen Five
Celine Dion ties
Two Thousand dollar bubble
wouldn't have my mother or father to hold onto
Behind closed doors, I would cry alone to
Lullaby by Celine Dion, repeating all the Russian words I knew
the 21st. century schizoid human being...
If by chance they encounter a good musical idea, no matter how small. they will stop and smell the flowers that come
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