Lyrics:
Last year my melody, but still complete
Providing musical energy for the street
Laying records are smooth for maximum effect
Jump track patt-erns
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
expect? This is my first time ever firin' a gun,
(Yeah!) much less a machine gun! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) (GUNS. GUNS.)
Hi there! My name is Lisa, and this is
and jacked
Yo
This one here is a vibe
Shut down the dance as soon as I touched mic
I just come to have a good time
I don't wanna hear no one chat about fight
fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is
tonight
(Had a witty comment take)
Here is another take
(I can't)
It is time to do another take of this song
(Because I talk too much-)
Because the last
Cosby
Three-to-ten years seems like not enough time in prison for the large number of lives BC damaged permanently
And sixty-nine years on this planet is
couldn’t check me
Like a game nig**, king me
Go on and make a move, it’s all on you
Playing by the rule, is what I do
I could chew it up nig**, M&M’s
tracks make a rap killings
Others is trying to stack billions out in crack buildings
My destiny was to shine, ? to climb
Especially in time, with
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
have my last, yes, I promise we gon' get by
Family is first, that's a law that we live by
Tell my fam I love them, cause the time it done slid by
Womb
leave me
For God's sake stop the train
Oh the camel back is broken
By the one extra straw added on
And a woman can't see reason
When her last ray
We were white and they were black
And our lives
They were divided by the railroad tracks
But we'd meet up every mornin'
At that river bend
It's where
can't keep track
How long did we last? I feel bad for asking
It can't end like this
We gotta take time with this
Cock up yuh bumper, sit down with me
Let
[Intro : Aspika Spoila]
Are we recording yeah
It's like I'm in my own other world
Yeah
Imma do it like this mane yeah
This is how I gotta do it
For the last time, this here is official
This is fat
On time, I'm not overly tryin'
But on tracks like this, a bit of soul is required
It's been too long, but I been stokin' the fires
Still comin' with heat
Yea
Mula
Ya'll in ya feelings while I'm in my bag
Run it up four by four on the track
Backing it up all I'm talking is facts
I ain't friendly you
storm in the middle of a hurricane
Nights like this I'm singing pain call me Eddie Kane
Clock just stopped who to blame
Time is solid as a stone call a Dr
repeat, it won't
This is the good thing
We can edit all this
In the actual CD recor-
He meant to play the track again
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But you all
were our bread and butter
(this being prior to the
Release of Nevermind in September
Of 1991) we'd hit
The road for months at a time
Coming back with one
first back in they mother's womb
This shit is written, in my eyes I'm the illest MC spittin' (what?)
Leavin' all of you cats shittin' kittens
I gotta
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi?
Last time I said it, went viral, I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her
Darlin' When you're hit by a bus
It doesn't do much good being gifted
Yeah it doesn't do much goo being gifted
Imma freestyle this last verse
So you
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