Lyrics:
this a digi this a digital roots
Some riddim get made that no human don't touch
Until it reach the master till one man voice it up
Built by computer
nuts in my hand
The punks want to front cause I got my own band
Goddamn I'm the man with the helly buzz
And my shit don't stink, like eli's does
I was born and raised in a certain way most folks don't understand
But my roots run deep, and the legends seep from the red clay of this land
Well,
November 30th, 1999
No sunshine
The body rock stopped, probably got caught by the cops
Nearby, somebody got shot
But parties don't stop
know the eager nigga that collapses a damn, nigga?
Don't be that beaver!
You got me feeling like a birthday boy
Man I'm feeling like a birthday boy
Can I
all Uptown in the party (uhhh)
'Cause Lord Tariq won't you come and get shit started?
Check it yo, I'm in the big black Bronco
Sippin' Rimmey
25 Cents 2 sides choose wisely
Heads or tails they can lead to fatalities
100 Dollar bills can make life seem peaceful
We all know money is the root
hot
When you’re blowing up my spot
I’m ALIVE
Party’s Gonna Go All Night (YES MAN, Nice it up)
Party goes all night
Party goes all night (All night we
hella ones in our party
It's a hundred guns in our party, boy don't fuck around and get bodied
Off that alcohol and molly, dont forget that broccoli
Got
turn up the tunes
If you hear someone knock and the dogs don't bark
It's probably the party said they be here soon
It's right on your block after
tryna get right
(Well, it's a party outside)
Oh, you tryna get right
(It's a party outside)
C'mon, don't play, know it's a
(Party outside) oh, you tryna
dodged the bullet that killed a cashier
My homie told me to come with him to the mass yea
Them brothers said "Don't go from written bars filled with rage
Heroin, Ecstasy, Oxycontin, Vicodin
Coca-Cola, everything up in our jeans
Even Methamphetamins, get this bread by any means
PCP, LSD, transactions
know me, I'm having the time of my life
Don't you slow me down, beg you pardon me
I wanna just party (yeah)
I wanna just, tell my man I just
I wanna
Man we just wanna party
Bring a friend bring a chick
Bring a friend if she thick
Man we just wanna party
Bring a friend bring a chick
Get some opps
I used to run in a young man's boots
With a young man's heart
And a young man's roots
But now I stand where a young man stood before
I don't run like
on these toes
I see me in this piece
And I see me in peace
Man, I listen to the silence you ain't God
Don't speak
Like a lizard I'm a gizzard to your innards
he's the first to quit
If you won't then another man will quick
If it's not rooted in stability it's root is counterfeit
And i'm not trying to fall into
Can't be deceived by the vulture, no
I man come from the roots man school
You can't educate if you talk like a fool, no
Scripture read, nyanbingi bread
I
Feet don't fail me now
Embarking on a journey
My roots know where I'm from
I wanna chauffeur
When it's cold, I wanna show furs
I want a chain
mig när jag dansar dancehall
Old school, ge mig roots som Willy Williams
Don Carlos, brothers hörs högt i min byggnad
Alla är här bre, glädje, ingen är
the best
Maybe someday we can lose the fence
I don't wanna go to your party
I don't wanna talk to your stupid friends
I don't wanna vote for your president
story beach house, let's throw a party
F!?#ed up in the head, I don't know what happend
I have nightmares and I wake up laughing
With a bottle of Tequila,
to chill, tonight we do it big
Girls, comin' all dressed up and they takin' off their clothes
We know your man an ameteur so come party with some pros
You
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