Lyrics:
it while the getting's good and just jump on it
Minute by minute, yo, hour by hour
Kid 'n Play got soul power
We're gittin funky
We're not profilin,
on a show and I grew out my locks
Had cut out the pork
Yeah I gave it the chop
Lost me the weight by a lot
On the way up by the way that I plot
Thinking
lifters
I crush sour in the sifter, see how I lift her
Universal God, I stay scientific
The kid with the Golden Arms, Iron Fisted
Stay Asiatic, so
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we
out the little blaze chicken
Bitch stay trickin'
Fuckin with my niggas, gonna get her face kicked in
(Busta Rhymes)
A'yo Spliff, what you starting at?
hate it
I'm making these crazy hits right out my basement
Never see it coming when I come in running swinging
I'll give you a face lift
I am the most
he speaking bout the gospels
And i told him let God watch
Maybe he can send you some apostles
But otherwise you gonna get a face lift
Let it bang
It's so dead the culture fed us
Detrimental stuff I can't give up
I can hold it down and pick it up
Lift it up lift kit on a pickup truck
If I go
on her face
I work all day so you know I'm paid
Shock like Glade I can give you a shape
Hot box blaze how I start my day
Even grip my gat every time I pray
way route
Imagine Being stuck within four walls
Stuck in the darkness no outdoors
Lift yourself up to all rap gods
One man's hope against all odds
It's
I had to call on God for the lift off
See me I'm still drippin' in the dip sauce
They say it go down at the kickoff
Now the devil playin' games
timing our labor
Waking, revolving, and taking it's toll
Dictates the time which we work, which we eat
Shining a flashlight into our soul
Lift your head
on
Hundred t-shirt with your face on
Do a hundred in the whip with the brakes on
Knew I would get it eventually I got work I got zaza like ten a piece
I got
damned by these hams just because my skin is black
I will defeat the beast and have a feast that celebrates my feats while I lift off my feet by making
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
more than empty space
For every person in my life i’ll give my bravest face
I’ll try and see myself for more than the work I have to do
And when I die
We never met face to face
But I feel like I know you well
You have the place next to my place
I could see you by ringing the bell
But I hear you
2020 locked into my vision
Hair up on my head I need to fade it
Too much on my mind I need a cadence
I always wear a frown I need a face lift
Terror
you astray
Keep it
The head on your shoulders
Lift it your life like a boulder
Sittin' here with my hands on my face
Hear the screams that are blowin'
No more backs on the wall (no)
Come pull me close to you (rock)
Rock me deep into the morning (rock)
'Cause by sunrise I'll be gone
I wanna be
you press the button on em
Make the roof lift
Ruth’s Chris like it’s nuffin' on em
Eating in they face
Blowing reefer in they face
If they was getting
offer you a lift to work
But every dirt just really want
To lift your skirt
I know you wishing this bus'd
Come the hell along
So fly you was born with
Work hard need a break
I still love you if we break up
Remember when they used to hate
Told em get up out my face bruh
Then the love turn to hate
Told em
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