Lyrics:
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
Sermon]
First of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat
a tune on Monday
By Tuesday it's leaking
I'm peaking, people, I'm peaking
Promoters pay the price I'm peaking
I'm playing with pure P's I'm peaking
Pick up
move
Can’t control the world, control my attitude
Verse 1:
Windy Hill by the Western Inn I was stressed
Sleeping in the whip, peanut butter dip, with
Yeah on behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content
Now I'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain't gonna take it no more
Oh, no no, walking out that door
Burning my bridges, cuttin' my tie
then we got this second line in for you
(Master P)
In for you
what about you and you
don't fuck with my crew
cause i'll do your
Lost some real ones way too soon (Way too soon)
R.I.P to my goons (To my goons)
Don't wanna die no time soon (No time soon)
I stay prayed up
the racks as a fact that is urgent
No Diddy dirty money but T.R.A.P bumping in Suburban
Way to wavy, way to vibrant
Donny B, PRYDE we vibing
Fresh off my
jealous cause they know the P is deep up in it
On my way to Filmore to see JT
We ain't set tripping its all about some dope beats
But you got to watch
shook
Bitch, get your mans, cause he will get took Intimidated by my swagger and the way I look
Niggas come with them problems, they will get bucked
God,
[Featuring see Murder Silkk The Shocker]
Water bubbling
Voice in background repeating "make crack like this"
Masta P
Imagine
trying like I had a choice
The way the flag hangs it makes you feel a way
(Bandana’s in the haze)
Still spill liquor for my nigguhs on paves
(Miss them
looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play
Do your thing, I'll do mine kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't
Know I keep that shit on me
I still thug it out all alone
I made a way on my own
Now they calling my phone
They ain't know me before I was on
Gotta watch
ought to be bringing up your little girl this way"
It was signed by the secretary, Harper Valley P.T.A.
Well, it happened that the P.T.A. was gonna
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I
I go hard for my niggas
Go hard for my famo and I
Do that shit like everyday
I go hard for the p's
Get it in by any means and
I do that shit like
I been walkin' on this water, bone dry, hard times
R.I.P. baby, my phone died, but don't cry
Heaven's gates was closed, I went to Hell, there was
not bangin'
You can't pull that shit this way, we head bangin'
Wit dem glocks and dem oo-ops
Me and my fools shoot, wutchu tryin' do that, I suggest
me)
Got some niggas who gunnas
(So ain't nobody fucking with me)
V.I.P'ing let's turn up
(Pull up and we wrecking the scene)
And now
(She stay by my
-par-tay!
I should have checked before I chewed
I got a worm stuck in my food
I'm walking funny and it's not by chance
I got some shit stuck in my pants
Two gyal on my side, me in the middle
Into a foreign like Lidl
Bad B I call her a smiggle, yeah, she wan' wiggle
I'm a P.I.M.P., left her brain in
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