Lyrics:
like me
you can pick a place and we can finally meet
cause you aint neva eva eva meet a g like me
neva eva eva meet a g like me
neva eva eva meet
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
Dead debating, keeping every crackhead basing
My auntie steady saying that we wasting, money
I like tasting, the finer things in life, like
to the hearse
We enlighten
The family is the family
This oath is this oath
And I will die before I break it
And when we grow, we grow as one
"I've sworn an oath"
Record spinning like my area code
I'm from the 360 you know my area code
Record spinning like our area code
We from the 360 you know my area code
on that fake flip
Nah baby, I know you want to fuck with me baby but I'm free like a mason
On god, stop sending me stupid ass bullshit, I don't give a fuck
life
You are the reason I try to exist
For a kiss from your lips
Never wrote a song like this but ah (But ah)
Think she loves it when I speak it raw
Rolls-Royce, and that's by choice
If I let it rip, you won't like the noise
Cos there's Italians, Japs in this convoy
We don't drive drunk
No gats in this trunk
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
like I got dropped [?]
First I get some money, then I pop a tag
First I get some money, then I pop them tags
If I can't sleep, Imma pop a xan
Then I get
with this girl named Delores, a prankster
I said I MC, she said, "You're a gangster"
But she was caught up, she hit the floor like a breakdance
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit
compare me to a mason
Free like slaves but they based and crazy
We talkin' bout crack or we talkin about blacks
So for the blunted, then they pickin
a question asked
About what we can't afford
With all that
Change
Spilling out the masons
On the window ledge
Loose, collecting
I guess it's time to reckon
What
love me, can't you see im tryna climb
Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch
If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich?
Come
the text in the wrong way maybe
If we talked this song would never hit the air waves
I was your person, now I'm just a man
Shifted my life... Now my music
easy im a prisoner within myself
Im the realest mother fucker youll ever meet
If i say im on your team well you best believe
By yo side im in it
head makes a soft ass
And never spoilt, feel me? word up
[Hook]
[Hell Razah]
We spend our lives in the ghetto
Enslaved by the plague of the devil
In
on this Mason dick
Rappers blew up and get to shouting out designers
I like to thank my notebook, it got me out of the binders
Blacks never had each
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
famous
She do that shit I like she know that she my favorite
These racks up on my waist spend a dub and I'm savin
And then we catchin flights im on my way
obtuse
But some distort, tellin' stories like Mother The Goose
My true fam's is David J back since with Vince Mason
We'll draw on three, leave that body
my girl
My lap you will curl up
Sent the text and it's worded
Meet me at Our Spot
Ay! We set it off in this here
They just mad my baby got me lit
Meet
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