Lyrics:
Scheamin' on the meaning of a jazz thing
And this music ain't dead, so don't be misled
By those who said that jazz was on it's deathbed
'Cause when Betty
where the heavy-weighters move to raise their families
South Miami always showed me love them boys from the Creek
Lee Park and THC knew me before PIT
doot
And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo
I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku
I'm worlds apart from you rappers
Like I walk in
music
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a happy day
Music makes the clouds roll by, baby
Your music kissed my tears and set my eyes
Your
me
I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever
back and slashed his goofy self and then took the silvered cup
Man, that was insane. Glad we got it back though
Bro I remember
Lee... where is it
Uhh, I
direction
I guess my man's death was my resurrection
'Cause now I hear him sayin' from heaven, "Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake
twenty years in a black suit,
Telling ‘em fairy-tales, feeding the crap to you,
And we all end up in the queue,
Awaiting slaughter, there is no rescue
From
Call up the rest of the crew
I'll see you there
[Big Azz Ko]
Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan
Went to get the package, got there it was
existent
Before you started popping and then
You're from New York there's
A lot of rappers from New
York that aren't popping right
Now so you got those two
Norris
what's the deal I hid a nigga from his mind
Yep you got a line but not big as mine
I came to wreck this, disrespect this
Hit a nigga in his
a music deal worth $30 million in 2018 by Nedjon media, from a project to boost his musical career with Blue Pie Records, White label records. The deal is
a music deal worth $30 million in 2018 by Nedjon media, from a project to boost his musical career with Blue Pie Records, White label records. The deal is
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked
Rina i can hear myself good now
You're good now, haha
Haunted by the memories of you in this life
Man, I've met so many dudes
That were jealous
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
ugly the paramedics say OH MAN
There go techa nina wit no life but more fans
Like in hell or Im in heaven
just fell in from nine eleven
propellin from
parents from there man what a time
And you can take Claiborne or St Claude
It dont matter tho just thank God
And real shit dog you should think hard
of the Bees
Bitten by a snake while fleeing
From this lustful man of greed
Orpheus was set on freeing her from Hades
On and on to victory
In the labyrinth
of the Bees
Bitten by a snake while fleeing
From this lustful man of greed
Orpheus was set on freeing her from Hades
On and on to victory
In the labyrinth
by miles and inclinations, now we're heading down to New Orleans to dig Old Bull Lee and ain't that going to be kicks-
and listen will you to this old
hard to beat
As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat
Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt
where the heavy-weighters move to raise their families
South Miami always showed me love them boys from the Creek
Lee Park and THC knew me before PIT
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