Lyrics:
reach and his potential
Rhymes gonna keep you alive, you live through, universal
Love and respect go out to Guru
You always reminded me of what I
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Uh, what's harder? Life or Mr. Carter?
Balling 'til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson
You don't have to beg because I'm fresh out of pardons
mess with her knowing that we don't belong
I'm Mr Wrong no more love then heartbreak shit
I pulled out my dick I told her just come and sit
Put
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
niggas, they be dyin' over bitches
Who that is
Mr. Step on shit for real
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up
bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack
[Lil' Kim]
Yeah I'm short and sexy, my love's divine
My name is QB and I blow your mind with the
*mouth noise*
When
Payroll bussin' out the britches (Bussin")
Got a bad lil' Mrs (She bad)
No, I'm not wastin' no time
(No time, no time)
Gotta pray for the wicked
My pilot light has flickered out
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to reach
Is no longer here
I'm not really tall, dark
Mr Mr
Mr do you hear me
Mr. Wankerman
I get so tired
Of your shit yes I do
Mr. Wankerman
You got no respect no no
You're selfish yes you
on my team
I came clean to keep down the beef
Keep down my reach, you can keep all your teeth sweety
See what we do under the covers should stay
on
(Don't you know I want your love, don't you know I need your love)
Lil' Kim:
Mr. Biggs, you know you got to keep me jigs
Mr. Biggs, you know you got
the head to toe
The doc watch your family praying
As they raise the medical
My people getting killed like Ukraine
We don't get no doe
But you gotta keep
killing our own, that's why we gotta to stick together
I be damned if we don't fight, we've got to try this shit together
Dear Mr. President, you
I could do
I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool
(chorus [Lil' Wayne])
You lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha
is peach
Gotta keep a carbon in my reach
Picking calamari out my teeth, baby (yeah)
Might just put them Forgi's on a Jeep
I keep spilling coffee
your world with you (oh)
(Get set, get set)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms she's gotta be (oh)
Let's get it
stayin' in Chicago, I had my own apartment
I be doin' like just beats for local acts just to try to keep the lights on
And then to go out and buy, get
love that's what a real ma do
Keep it gangsta look out for her people (For her people)
I'm the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
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