Lyrics:
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Never been certain so I guess I'm
Cleaning up the image in the mess I made
I'm struggling on my own
I'm sorry, hope you know
I got me a lotta bad
Think I got something for you
And I think it's spectacular
Let me take it back to the 80s
We're amazing, We're amazing
Building brick by brick just
extra cash to pay for college with
And it just so happens I got a lot of it
Spin around the pole while you're doing splits
By the end of the night
some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
As soon as the beat drop
Within two bars, you
girl
Me go dey 4 u in bad and good Times
No other kele go break through this Terms
No Asunder that's what bible says
Ohh Na na
I just want you to be by
If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head
impostor
You no want drama I'm prepared for 'Nam, I'm a (Bad Boy)
You're in a headlock, tie your family up like a dread lock
Gong niggas like Junior
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
to the click, who keeps it so dick
Most niggas probably want to bust us or even duck us
But the thing is we doing the right thing so you niggas can't touch us
pet peeves, I'm a bad owner
Surrounded by young bosses, wealth in the air
My inner circle looking like a job fair
I'm from where niggas don't do 9
with no problemo
Iceberg rabbits and the fox and more
Where I coped two more brought four for RZA
Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery
on a CD 'cause not everythin' you'll put on sells
Got all my ideas in cells as cells form 'em word by word
I wanna speak 'bout what I believe in but most
much you really want it?
Enough to put a mill' on it or your deal on it
This year Cancun, guess who I'm goin' wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
much you really want it?
Enough to put a mill' on it or your deal on it
This year Cancun, guess who I'm goin' wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
taken by my charm?
Well, it was all bull-shit oooh, Snap!
My nice guy act is just that, an act
You sap! You're a savvy as a child
God, I wear a sheep
With you by my side I swear to God I'm so lucky
You just want some love
I'm just trynna thug
On these cold nights I don't ever ask for hugs
But you know
bad about all this stuff i did
KW: Mm hmm jK: I guess the first question
I should ask is, who are you wearing?
KW: It's Ralph
JK: Kramden? Lauren?
loves you (I have dreams)
Oh you think you extra cool
Man what became of you
(Man I have dreams)
I want designer on my skin
Put that Gucci on my feet
Make
you catch me by the runway it's the one that's for the PJ
This one is for my lyricists - courtesy of my DJ
(I can't control it, can't hold it, it's
This is no hooks
Never needed some bait
If you fishy your life took
Out the lake
You shook
You know how the fishes shake
Wait
Till it stop
I scale
like a soldier from Saudi
You're not bad 'round me
Want a CD, try and howl me
It's next week and you still ain't found me
The phone starts ringing when
I
a rug
Bitch niggas want to know if it's true
Let me tell you motherfuckers who you listening too
Its the I dot get shot C E
Big D reload flip the clip
the king and the Pope
Sling no dope call me anything but broke
When it's on
I guarantee my team don't choke want a war
You niggas better bring yo' force
Better keep your hammer right by your side
I gave you the best flows
On top of that, I even made niggas set goals
I want to know how many bullets can
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