Lyrics:
Nemesis squeezing a mac from a black pegasus
The game follow my rap lives
Just like a Methodist
Rose and holy grails, guns I'm blowing steel
Lies I spread
If Only music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
additional music feat Christopher T. McDonough
1994 Jeffrey Robert
the game that top boy (Top)
My nigga dizzy with a shotgun (Tu tu tu tu)
I do this shit like it's Childs play (Facts)
I'm stunting on you niggas like Bruce
and roll my woodies by the trace
They always ask me where I've been, but never ask me if I'm straight
I might push away your love, but that don't mean that
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
they live keep your shades on, spitting knowledge and truth now its game on. Super heavyweight, fueled on some real shit, dropping brick by brick until
Nowhere to go from here, but the top of this sphere
Nothin' stoppin' us here, we lockin' this here
With the black toaster by my hip bone, fuck a holster
"Can you get it up?" i clarified
"The only thing that I ain't give is a fuck"
I'm dominated by approachable style
It's in my nature and while plenty
Houdini coming out at night
Yeah, we're stinky, still you love it, make it a drug you like, baby
You're fresher that the harvest
You walk by, my head
guess I did it
I guess it was my story
I realized what's my mission
And it ain't for fame and glory
I done did my thing
Got more rings than Robert Horry
I
got Bobby by the pound, King of SC
DJ Skrew up in the gallon, bitch the game belongs to me,
I got...
HOOK:
Money on the Dress, Drive a Compressor
Top
Nobody Stand c Chance, Nobody ct cll
Nobody Stand No Chance, Nobody ct cll
I Came On Game cnd Deliever I'm Stacking My Payment Believer I'm Trapping
信じ 喜び 叶え 分かち合い
全てを捨て 今 立ち向かう
Take it from the top
Let me get my groove on it
Let me get a
In the middle of the fake game
The same proclaims
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
more bitches than Payless got shoes (Damn)
I guess I got my game from an OG
It's the 90's and everybody know P
Independent but can't be stopped
But
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
ain't workin'
I'm jerkin' the game, heavyweight pocket exchange
Touch my niggas that's broke and hope them niggas do the same
Pause, squeeze ya balls wid
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
I suck at Monopoly
In fact it's really any game, too busy mourning Billy Mays
Respect is placed upon my name despite the fact I am insane
Stackin'
till the day I retire
Ain't no other so fresh, so clean
So top of his game, so true to his genes
Crank It Up, I'm true to my team
LeBron type dishin',
a pike
With a bitch on the back and take flight
My life like it was directed by Hype
In 35 slow-mo, with the Roc-A-Fella logo
Acapulco to Aruba
Bay Breezes
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm
Pero coño Roberto dime quién es María?
Quién es María muchacho
Woah, woah, woah
Lil tostone
Dime a ver Robert Wayne
Quién es María?, quién es María?,
.jpg/233px-2014_Robert_Pollard_(cropped).jpg "Robert Pollard")
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