Lyrics:
at the stuff
Making paradise grow now
Off on the road wow
I've got a show down
By the main stage so open the gates
Please let me explain I'm
Turning this up like
to the sto'
He wanted me to roll with his homie named Joe
Smart baller, by the way, who drove a raggedy Pinto
That's when I knew right then and there
I had
me at the Gate
The Old Blue Yodeler himself Jimmy Rodgers
He said to me "Bill they asked me to show you around up here
And right over there is some
see he went from Willie to Louie
Now he really loose with it
Gon Help him sing it to the end
Psychedelic New Age Soul Funk Hippie
Paint me by
from yourself that is an issue
What you going do when they diss you in an issue
Self criticism
My ears are open get to Facebook poking
By the way I'm
willie Beamon I been rlly dreaming
They can't see me winning but I rlly see it
I come from the the village out of ghetto living now the time for riches I
around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back through
wait issa lot of hype around the tape
Used to fuck with this bitch from around the way
If you know me then you know what I'm about to say
Keep it real
I asked my love to take a walk,
To take a walk, just a little walk,
Down beside where the waters flow,
Down by the banks of the Ohio
And only
got no equal pay,
but I'm still supposed to pay,
As if I made the same rate,
Chased by the KKK,
Cops look the other way,
Let me wear a black hoody,
I want a milli and he want a milli we gone be a crew full of millionaires
Came from the bottom of the city dont show me no pitty cuz nobody give
first let me show you something
I possess the Ten Commandments of the hip-hop thugsta
Known as the thief and murderer
First One: Honor thy nigga with
Imma show you how to get it on by
Baby go and touch the sky
Imma do what you want and I
Really got you here by my side
Baby do you really got it for me
Gunshot I let one fly in
The class I'm teachin'
Shut the fuck up when the Duke is speakin'
I don't give detention on the weekend
You give me shit,
I don't give a fuck about the shit you say
Because bitch i'm about my franks
That's why i'm always in the bank
If you not on the way then
Pussy boy
Kenny Parker on the
mix!
[Special K]
Yes yes I'm Special K
On New York's Two show on WBDP
This is the brand new one by KRS-One
Look at my bank roll
Look at my cash
Way that my bank set up
Money gonn last
So look at my bank roll
Look at my bank grow
Look at my bank bro
All my
first let me show you something
I possess the Ten Commandments of the hip-hop thugsta
Known as the thief and murderer
First One: Honor thy nigga with
paint on them nigga
Me and Jordan and this big buddy Keef
With your on this nigga
I'm just thankful my nigga, member the times
I was wore hot water show
"Yeah"
I flex my ends into my Benz and let God be the witness
Ooh, I'm finna teach you how the body slam, let me show you
But steppin' to my ball I
of a
Klondike. Mr show stopper,
when I am done a bar fight, now I get treated like
Kids around mike, get it rock the NY fitted New Jersey
do it quick as a NY
then again it hit me
I've got Jim and Jack and Hank
Take your string bikinis, your apple martinis
Take what's left there in the bank
Take your flat iron
you and you see me
That Chanel apparel
Couple racks on me like Monday
Keep these diamonds dancing
You see me, young boy, I'm flying
Call me Willie
excited
I got 2 bad chicks beside me
And 6 of my niggas behind me
I just wanna know you yeah yeah yeah
And if you wanna show me baby yeah yeah yeah
You
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