Lyrics:
it rain all about a green black she go
[x2:]
Stop and roll
Stop drop and roll
Stop and roll
Stop and roll
Stop and roll
Stop and roll
a number but you're the 8th wonder
I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color
Whoa, whoa, whoa
When they make a darker color
(Whoa, whoa)
perception is key
I wrote this listening to Janelle Monae
Or was it Stevie
I wonder
No, I think it was Tony, Tony, Tony, followed by Marvin Gate, Curtis
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
All I'm saying, come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playing
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waiting
I can't take it,
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
perpetual motion
Can't stop, can't stop, but I'm not just boasting
I had to 'cause home's overrun by roaches
I got swole 'cause I wanted revenge
My
them man lieing
Omode we ain't buying, buying
No dreams for sale stop trying
You see the roley shining, still I ain't got no timing
If he talks wass I
the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
To the, tick-tock, ya don't stop
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
3-6-5 'til the new year
wouldn't listen
So now I'm on the road passing out my CD's
I been thinking so long that my thoughts turned to 3-D
Triple time that's a 3 piece, wit' some
If it don't feel right, then stop it, you nahmsayin'?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Black Thought]
Yo, field you work in, weapon producin'
Natural
came the answer, commercial was the key
To get airplay and a spot on TV
Like Ed Lover and Doctor Dre from Yo, MTV Raps
A show, mainly for the black
indeed
Gotta know you're ver-ily respected, by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin'
Keep yo' ass
this is gangsta love
Threw on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked
This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Army, got mami in the mood
Then she
*SilverBlackGuerilla*
King, King King Kong
King Kong ain't got sh** on me
Hook1; Nic-key
I'm so serious,
Like a Silver Black Guerilla
Don't get
'Cuz now I'm slave, slave, slave, slave by your sick brain
I don't wanna the key of your heart
Push my face and touch my mind
Gimme black roses, R.I.P my
black and blue
Mc's sayin' damn what got it goin after you
Slam my microphone and do just what I have to do
Hey yo, I'd like to stop and chat but I'm
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP
And to the bootleggers giving em bootlegs
We breaking off both of ya legs, COP THAT SHIT! (Oh Lord)
Stop burnin' CD's for ya friend and I'ma say it again, nucca
COP
black America my CD drop
In 2002 to change hip hop
Most folks shake ya bones
I'm talking cyclones and Terrordomes like Mel Gibson's
My heat will cook
I'm Doing everything I dont
(I'm doing everything I don't)
Just tryna satisfy my needs
(Just tryna satisfy my needs)
I Get the money never stop
(I
Yeah yeah, it's the West Coast remix
West side the best side
Snoop, Game, E-40
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all
money nigga stop lyin
On go fuck a stop sign
Niggas Want War Bitch Im Outside
Take one of mine ima make sure that we all Cry
We go by the gunline
black music nigga) (la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la)
How we stop the Black Panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that?
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