Lyrics:
starvin', gotta get us a meal
Bein' modest, this is modern astrology for the real
You can't back up defeat but I try to get up the hill
Cold, rack up the heat
history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)
From unconsciousness, to consciousness
By knowledging his
'm the rock that the builders rejected a living hazard
I made my whole city wannabe rappers
This official hip hop, to the trailer parks to the complex, where
lookin at your picture my nigga
puttin hash with the weed wit a mixture of liqour
we can't kick it you ain't wit us is the shit i can't figure
nigga
watch is fiction
You went to the Jeweler he bust your medulla
For something that wasn't even official
FakeWatchBusta can't bust me
I am no busta my
with the soda
Hova could you even have any doubt that the doubting is over?
[Chorus - M.I.A. Sample]
No one on the corner have swagger like us,
Swagger
To turn one another, to the sign at the time float your climb.
Watching the world, watching all of the world,
Watching us go by.
And you and I climb over
Kuniva's the silent type, but under the silence is a violent life
Usually followed by sirens and lights
Get your throat cut by this tyrant's knife, I
us, and like the way we moving
I came in the game, feelin' like I'm Cameron Pruitt
Motion flow like fluid
Skid up all black, it's game time in the city
doing here is crazy,
If you ain't up on this, then you ain't up on shit,
Super Official with the style,
Verse 2: Suffa
Girl for one night, we'll get
like that
I know that you're gonna need to change and you've got a lot to make up
This is what a real life thing was meant to be
But I can't run into
the second bar
This is slightly livelier
But no less forbidding she
Approaches another stranger)
Please, sir, help me?
There's a man that I must find
Can you
at your picture my nigga
puttin hash with the weed wit a mixture of liqour
we can't kick it you ain't wit us is the shit I can't figure
nigga I miss ya
life as the layout the big picture
For so long afraid to accept what we need
One who would come down except He would bleed
Inject His seed in us so many
I'm payin' fools to get it cheap, nigga, yeah, that's the official price
Don't get my name, 'cause screwed, is 887, you can get it right
You think I
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is
vacation"
[Snoop Dogg]
I was just thinking to myself man
Y'know this Blue Carpet Treatment record is deep to me
And I need to let my peoples know how
was just thinkin' to myself, man
You know, this 'Blue Carpet Treatment' record is deep to me
And I need to let my peoples know how deep it is to me
away
Is this a news report or a trailer for a motion picture?
It all fades to gray
Save me from a villainous imagination
Deliver me from my friends
n****
Know I'm quick to crop me one outta the picture
I'm too official
Head on swivel
Could make your bitch eat my dick like pickle
Go with you move
I got
your voice message
Call me when you get this message
FaceTime me I can put your world in perspective
So hit me up if you looking for a new direction
homosexuals, I leave the male pimp in the stand
united states government officials look for the man
santiago's got his pictures up in the post office
'cause
solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically
(Who is God?)
He began
it, I get it
This money don't come by wishes
I get it, I get it, I get it
No one can stop my vision
I done had enough of this shit
Momma need a house
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