Lyrics:
Yo i don't know how to feel
I know baddies
Out in London
In Brazil
Genuine the love is real
They riding with me
Wanna see me get a deal
Yo, even when
might been worse than mine
And if you're searching for the knowledge God
Well nows the perfect time
Stay original the fist man was you
And I'm just
modern man
Body counts increase by thousands by the hour
The sniper on reserve blastin hots from the water tower
Absorbin' energy from the sun MC's run
My
like coke Tela
Who is the nigga that'll hide the dope
So real in the rims of a Seville and find the folks Tela
Who is the nigga that gets fast like cast
you by the hand
and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
In the all night cafe, at a quarter
ain't the same thick/when the cameras flash and the frame click/he say she say and they hate quick/ all I know is I'm ballin ho/dc london baltimo/can't
the early morn, I gonna light up the night for you,, its true its true
(Chorus)
(Reggae rap)
(Chorus)
Be who you are nothing more nothing less, and let
Terrell said our mans a full back for the Raiders.
A drunk who'd fuck cheerleaders and wind up in the papers.
Its easy to get the pussy, just dont fall in
floating
(Not joking)
Always got some new motion
(I got motion)
Take no break
(We go harder)
We think smarter
Let's just see who get farther
(Who get
oh
See I include myself
Oh, oh, oh
I cast my own stones
Oh, oh, oh
I'm the man in the mirror y'all
Oh, oh, oh
I can see my wrong
Oh, oh, oh
too many vices, the game run deep inside my veins this an original climate
I got that work, you come right against it we gon' leave you behind it
Like
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We came from nothin', can't tell me nothin'
Might smoke me a onion, feel like I'm in London
They used to be frontin', now we do
this thing here just for fun
Fruit was the original candy
Lettuce the original chip
Divine was the original language
Seeds grew from the words of his
there's no one left
Who goes against the program? I'm
The Man like Meth
I don't trust ya, the second I get a chance
I'mma bust ya
No matter where, you could
(hah)
I know the club got enough niggas (huh!)
To slap your face, expert, who the next jerk, to make me
Exert heat? FUKKIT, let me network!
Ha-hah!
Yo, you know them a got run
Outta town when we apply pressure
Babylon time done, yo, send for the stretcher
So what them man a deal with?
Who can't
Running through the jungle
Heads by the bundle
This motherfucker went looking for trouble
All my niggas down so who's ready to rumble
Who's ready
We're too original, the vinyl should've never went digital
Yo, She killed me with an old Mayan ritual
The world was too big to swallow, so I spit at you
I’ve reached heights and pinnacles
I’ve seen life go by off medical
Time spent wasted
Damaging my visuals
Faces, Faces
They be too identical
Talk
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
This is London Calling
Here is a newsflash
The German radio has just announced
That Hitler is dead
I'll repeat that
The German radio has just
will not let me off till I go with them
Respond to them (Man you've got to be crazy)
And discorrupt them
And charge them full with the
Charge of the Soul
to unwind
I just let it ride
I knew a man from Windsor who went to Detroit every night
And stateside of the tunnel customs agents gave him flight
He threw
in my Boffi kitchen by Rosa Dacosta women
Come from disturbing London, the city of foster children
Grateful what God has given save us from constant
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