Lyrics:
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
lonely
I was there when you were sad
I was there when you were bad
Now it's my time of need
I'm thinking, do I have to plead to get you by my side?
lonely
I was there when you were sad
I was there when you were bad
Now it's my time of need
I'm thinking, do I have to plead to get you by my side?
hoes get the most, not the lesser
Pringlez so hard , don't need a Enzyte
Young nigga pimping like dolomite
Gun Hill road by the deli and im rolling dice
Lord on this world, your blessing
It's some real things that got me stressing
Like why we wanna see each other fall
And why we moving back
When we
a figure
I missed her
I heard nothing but birds calling and sticks falling to the ground
I began walking away until I was frozen by a faint sound
Her voice
this world is cold
My city wicked
Full of bitch niggas and scandalous bitches
I stay clutchin on my 9
I think they out to get me
I was young when I went
Thinking back
When I was young
Carefree days
In the sun
Hangin' out
Feeling free
Good times make
Great memories
As the world turns
We get older
Day
Intro: I don’t think I can die,
They say the good die young,
I guess imma survive,
But just in case I don’t, want nobody to cry,
Celebration when I
When the scene unfolds
Young girls thirteen years old
Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got more stretch marks than these hoes
Hollin'
When the scene unfolds
Young girls thirteen years old
Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got more stretch marks than these hoes
Hollin'
through the layers of smog
Feeling down by law like I was Jim Jarmusch
Pictures in my brain just like Diane Arbus
Too much combustion gets my brain
like he was a syllabus
Realized that he was on some of the realest shit
Realizing I had been blinded by bias
Type in another life I would be building
a very melancholic kid
When anything close to me at all in the world died
To my heart, forever, it would be tied
Like when my friend was thrown from
I remember when I was young
You had “the voice”, Angelic
Like a guitar strum
Something like a epiphany
Sparked in me, she gone be mine
One day you’ll
compression of your eyes
I must say, God must of spent a little bit more time
On your face... Book when it shook the world
And took us by storm, we did not take
world's
Gonna get you down
This trying old world's
Gonna get you down
It's just a matter of time
When it gets too
Much for you my friend
You gotta keep
I was headed north on Highway Five
On a star-lit Sunday night
When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control
As I watched in my headlights
He
the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give
after
Back then he was tryna get bala
By any means didn't care bout karma
Young boy he was still with the books
But would chill with crooks, dem man were
momma was doing the best she could
I was a latchkey home alone for hours
Entertaining my sin And my soul devour
Pick up by the cops at the age of 12
a felony I beat up the case
You can tell I'm hungry by the way I eat up the bass
It's a cold world, watch how I heat up the place
2012 niggas really had
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