Lyrics:
the black James Bond
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Your time is now
It's time to escape the matrix
And become your greatest version
Not everyone is going to make it in 2020
fronting mc, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can?t rap
I said it before, I?ll say it again
You don?t belive me, ask your fans
When I
true religion before you found it in denim
Feel the Wrath of Kane and you could not escape
The hip hop version of ?The Ring? and you just watched
Is that right?
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class Wreckin' Crew
"Homosexual" disrespect some real soldiers
[Too Black
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
I said, put your filthy hands all
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
I said, put your filthy hands all
my man beatboxin
Shootin the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-see's
Type of rap bitch that love
Real woman too
Real woman too
Real woman too
Real woman too
I had to make a song about you
You always kept it real and you always stayed true
Stuck
school shit from junior high
One, two, three, four
Jersey's finest in the house, punchlines and metaphors
Make your foul ice grill, thug grimy on the real
nod
I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline
Zero fucks given
I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain't no stealin'
She still
ever)
Long live the real forever (Forever)
December 14, 2014
Last day I saw my nigga James
Remember that day like yesterday
It was all love
You never
alive
Verse:1
They said their all going to laugh at you
Like I’m Carrie
It’s getting scary
Say my name three times like I’m Mary
They had me buried
& I
in them cages
Don't you get in my way cuz you ready know how my aim is
Turn all my street niggas to some king's Lebron James'n (Aye aye)
Woke up and I
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
(quik - talking)
Wow, for real though
We need something just a little bit different
Ya know, it's a whole lot goin on right now
But y'all can calm
here
To the top please man, I see no ceiling
Real hip hop, I preserve the feelin'
Funny how I kept it alive by killin'
Every dope beat, damn
I was
to make you fall
Shit our shit come through the walls
You better not duck with ya ass in the air, cus I'ma knock off ya balls!
[Chorus: James DeBarge]
to make it rotten
Well-planned hits until you're long forgotten
Y'all niggas that utilize my style don't hurt me
'Cause on the low half of these
of the whole
Behold the hole is filled
The joy you feel
You know it's real
I'm posed to chill
Like I'm too Chi to be this Ill
I be this healed
Version
I'm urging
bring the pain
All of my enemies gotta leave
Fucking with me I could make a nigga fold up
And make it hard for you to breathe
I'm a H Town representer
of mine or my people bet not fuck wit it
If you fuck with it no luck you a sitting duck wit it
After I up it there's no case to get acquitted
Ima stand up
Open your eyes
Make room for a little sweet love
The Lord is all around you, child
And that's what you're made of, remember
There is a light
Prince, James Brown
Logic be walkin' out on stage in a white blouse
With two tigers next to him and dolphins behind him
Overnight, we ain't make it
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