Lyrics:
Yeah... (the mighty Thor!) yeah
It's that ninety five chef shit
The remix
Don blake the great
Rob de niro typa shit
Mafioso's manual
My mind feeling
And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge
Well I think by now you know how leftists
three simple words would do
Honey let me talk to you at least
I call you honey all because you're thick brown and sweet
Where you from? Tennessee
You're
theme song
We on that R.Kell and that big bout to beat it up like a young Ali
She a real bitch so she want a real nigga
Fuck her good, cuss her out
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
is from the stars (She's got the powers)
Whoa
A book of verse a jug of wine (She's soft like wine)
She'll always tell what's on your mind (She's
And that's rate, gettin' hate from the wannabe stars
And that's great, mean he feel it and know he numb
See that bullet comin' from around the corner
Like
The simple arcade days
From my childhood, appear here
Imagination is the limit
To where you go
When your mind, your child mind
Is great, at believing
you already know
Yeah, Yeah
Check it
It's gonna go something like this
Pepe, run it
Yeah New York, Where I'm from
The city that never sleeps
So I've
by their
Less than gentle giants
Minds manipulated by the parasite inside'em
But if you're a parasite in Ryan's eyes
You're put to silence
The great
that's in my vocals
Visualizing my success I'm about to go postal
On my craft real shit and if you ain't feeling that
Get the fuck away from me with that
a date
For America's most complete artist, but wait
Make sure that you keep the facts in mind
Don't mess with The Great, cause the D.O.C. is like a nine
cloud distinguished by size
Interaction with the wise and civilized
The mind caused matter to fall into a center
A great deal of heat that'll radiate
from that ankle break
We soarin' - soarin'
Scorin' - scorin'
Jordan - Jordan
I'm just that great
We ballin' - ballin'
You crawlin' crawlin'
Fallin - from
I've been thinking about the great migration
Noon and night, they leave the flock
And I imagine their destination
Nettle grass, jagged rock
that in the rhyme kit
But that shit came from sacrifice
Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen)
Yeah
Someway somehow, I
Hear my voice in every nook and
Cranny hills peaks and valleys
Bridges to back roads door ways to alleys
From little infants to great great grannies
(ya'll feel like da-)
Your SL's missing an S, nigga (ya'll feel like da-)
Your plane's missing a chef
The common theme see they both got wings
If you
Ima about to take you through
As we grow up we get stuck in all our ways
Simple schedule that we follow till the grave
Overtime our thoughts get just
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
as great
You have no power over me
Fighting through the labyrinth of my mind
To take back the child
That you have stolen from me
And I will set him free
On my Rick James behavior
Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven already
Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy
intelligence
First leaders and teachers were great black minds
We come with the knowledge from ancient times
Flows cold, we slide up on ya like Frozone
If you
intelligence
First leaders and teachers were great black minds
We come with the knowledge from ancient times
Flows cold, we slide up on ya like Frozone
If you
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