Lyrics:
up by a bunch of g ass niggas
And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads nigga
Eagle street where the real niggas hung
Ima rep that shit till
you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya
It's real people
Black men walking with white girls on they arms
I be mad at em as if I know they
you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya
It's real people
Black men walking with white girls on they arms
I be mad at em as if I know they
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
that great?
It's real good, that
Real good
Listen to that, Mal
Oh look out! It's-
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
Greetings, earthlings
We have now taken over your radioooo
(b-real) goin' straight through the hole
You ain't got no game
I'm breakin' ya out
Ayo Chief got some of that shit for me?
Yea, that real shit
When I wake up in the morning I be blowed
When I’m driving down the streets I be blowed
compounded by dat booty I'm dumbfounded
Blood starts rushing whenever I come around it
Searching for a real love, well baby girl yuh found it
All emotion
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Hey Grand master Bob that
Old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
I've got a real ambition for the task
Been assigned by Jesus Christ to carry out Redeemer's plans
Stepped up in the game and brought the Spirit with
smiles on me
I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree
Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees
And while I can outrun your ass,
Hmmm, I don't even wanna fuckin do this song for real, but I wouldn't be real if I didn't
I be sittin' by myself and I be thinkin' mama what have
and dad, could never be described by any Magnitude
And when im feeling lonely ma your love is Overdue
Cause You created movies Born up from a photo booth
On my grind you could see me skate
I roll in a Holden while I’m holdin' while it’s stolen brudda get stopped by the d.e.a
Still got love for the team
Hercules!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Break it down!
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy
"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm
Every stone a story, like a rosary
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Man In the Long Black Coat
Bob Dylan
there's
Noise in the hood
'Cause there's drugs in the hood
Thugs in the hood
Nigga killed a Crip and a Blood in the hood
(For real)
'Cause when niggas get
to love mankind before we love our wealth
Learn to love one another as we love ourselves
I'm sick of being silenced by the powers that be
All I see is war
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
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