Lyrics:
mysterious
Five that's rockin the house
And everybody say PLAY (PLAY)
Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK!
Ho! Everybody see'mon!
Woo! Now now! Uhh!
People
the ocean
Holy Moses
Pharaoh's forces
Let my people go with purpose
Turn the tide with forward motion
How does it feel to unglue?
Where do you think
five, so I'm really not alone
Stay rollin', I got the top down by myself
Stay rollin', rollin' by myself
Gettin' high all by myself
Stay rollin',
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
the kind of person he or she becomes
Now the estimates by the experts in this field are that most of us are using somewhere Around
Five percent of our real
effectively amongst the general public. Recently freed black people wanted very little except for the chance to work to earn for themselves. Few demanded land
Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass
I see dead people
I see dead people
Pocket full of ego, big head people
One two three body count rising
I pour out a little liquor (Uh-huh)
RIP to my niggas (Rest in peace)
I pour out a little liquor
Evil thoughts in your mind keep running through
to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little
on out to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin'
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little five
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little five
to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little
DELIVERED BY c MEMBER OF THE YOUNG CREW:
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) ”The ghetto is real son, filled with nothing but guns, drugs and buns; (2) Never seen a little
Thinkin' about every little thing I've ever done
Battles I have lost and the battles I have won
People that I loved and people I've done wrong
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
fingers that are stealing from you (4x)
(Capture the flag)
One by one like little confused penguins
Larceny's yes when fools used weapons
Like
Look how the sunset smolders, how many more are there ahead?
Twenty-five happens only once, we can't be embarrassed by something
The horizon will
twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
Nice-fitting black
T-shirts with black skinny jeans i
Branded that with me
For the first five, six years of my career
And then now I'm kind of giving people
stripped
And torn down by his black brothers and sisters
That were uneducated and that did not know
And he was stripped
And he was torn down by his
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