Lyrics:
streets to corporate suits
From these gritty beats
All heat and nothing sweet
Get a good look, I'm here to stay
Benzino gonna show you how the big dogs
Bad bitch with a face already know she coming with me
Fuck her on and off the tape
Had to make that pretty penny
Leakers gonna snatch that shit
Oh you
Aint nothing stopping me, let me take my crown
Let me take my crown back bitch
Here we go again with the same old shit
Had to change up for the fame you
call out my name
Slowly watch us turn to ash
Watch all the lies that made up who we were turn into the nothing that you are
I'm gonna watch us burn
night, another week
Red eyes staring at a screen
All the stupid scrolling ain't gonna help me close 'em
And I know it, yeah, I know it
So I turn off my
moving
But you still turn me on
Fascinated by how you're looking
When you have nothing on
I see your uneasy so baby
Don't tell me nothings wrong
Go party
budget
Trust me I keep it 100
I could really use
Some fucking loving
You'll wed again
Is what I got told by a friend
But if you ask me how I feel
To keep
stay in mine
I’m not a vibe
Im the vibe
And you’re in it
Spin cycles at the limit
Gonna wash the dirt off us all
Almost reached the end of fall
Yo
Miss the beat, you lose the rhythm
And nothing falls into place, no
Only missed by a fraction
Slipped a little off your pace, oh
The more things
Miss the beat, you lose the rhythm
And nothing falls into place, no
Only missed by a fraction
Slipped a little off your pace, oh
The more things
're ready
I'm not gonna waste my time
A love like this is hard to find
I can't get you off of my mind
And girl I'm not afraid to let my feelings show
I
I'm gonna make it as long as I base it off the love and not the fame of entertainment
Grab a glass, I got a toast, you gotta raise it
I build this
and artificial
It's gotta piss you off that I am the chosen one, Mama's only son
Posing a threat without holding a gun
I ain't thinking about accolades, I know
nothing gonna stop me from getting the bucks[02:16.73]I'm fucking your slut and that bitch bout to bust[02:18.48]When I go on tour Ima cop me a bus and you
Oh, and ringing off the wall
Mama, mama, mama, that's all
And by the time I get to Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly in her restless
blame someone else by your own true flaws
Glock do a twist and then turn you to mist and this bitch with the revs of my flow
For you, for you, for ya,
[dmx - dialogue]
I ain't goin back to jail
Next time, the county or the state see me
It's gonna be in a bag
Uhh! this is it baby!
End of the road,
TAKES LONGER TO WRITE WORDS
THAN TO TOSS A FUCKING BOMB,
SO LISTEN ME WHEN I SPEAK
ALL OF YOU NIGGAZ GONNA BLEED
I’LL DISMEMBER YOU OFF THE BEAT
homies rap, fuck that other shit you think you're doing
But I'm foolin' if they think they care about it much as me
They ain't trying for an album out by
can get to work
I promise you it ain't gonna hurt
I'll be the patient, you can be the nurse
Switch it all around, we can both take turns
Gonna make
Im putting hope down the drought
What da fuck he talking about
Y'all thinking you gonna get out
I'm kill one by one tell everyone figure it out
That
'Cause I want it that way
Step by step
Ooh baby
Gonna get to you girl
Step, hey girl in your eyes
I see a picture of me all the time
Step,
They smile in your face
All in turn they wanna take your place
(What's you gonna do with me?) (Repeat 2x)
Now I gots to rip another brother apart
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop."
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
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