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there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down till
To the d block, to anybody else whose our motherfucking family putting down an 
Album, we gon crush why'all motherfuckers
Well this one is
to get popped by a cop? 

Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot? 
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof 
N**** on my stomach see -
Lets go!

I ain't even got a fucking album out
And niggas speaking my name! [aha!]
[welcome to detroit city! welcome to detroit
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise

[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh

[Chorus: x 2]
on this album if my man's and them rise

[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh

[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live,
Triple album project, detonatin' tracks like these

Magnums and Berettas, part-time hostages at pottery classes
Blind date at the wax museum
T-Bone Steak Blues Trk 6 Dsc 1 3:40 
Sleepy John Estes
(John Adams Estes)
James 'Yank' Rachell - Vocal & mandolin
Sleepy John Estes - guitar
gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring
Only thing you can identify with is losing,
Ten number one albums in a row,
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me,
I crush Elvis in
to take a nap
Front yard hovercraft on Versace raft
Dry land, Swedish field by palm trees
Bitch, I could sing a hook like Alicia Keys
New pants, 40 grands
me get pointed that damn it you
You can hide, you get it if you want to, I do karate moves
But the crush and tigers just might get broken down by
front and I'll follow the leader. 
Like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush. 

I started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs. 
I could take a punch or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact it's what I won't talk about
Pop a word out
N****s hangin' deep on the cut
Sippin' on a motherf***in' forty ounce of Gooden
Ain't s*** changed in my hood since '86
And 1987 I was swore into
I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses
This that nigga shit that's on the album
For them niggas inside the calk lining, 40 houses
for the group home kids and boarding houses

This that nigga shit that's on the album
For them niggas inside the chalk linin?, 40 houses
Bring back
the party
As soon as my album goes number one
Mr. Lim I'd like a Rolex with forty diamonds, ha ha ha
I got by

Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
what you think
Pass the 40 right by me
Cause you know I don't drink
I remain sober when I drop a hit
But I put gum in my ass cause I like to pop shit
it out of poems and the books she writes them in
A forty-story eyesore by the seaside
So she can go swim oh in the ocean whenever she likes
And she
[E-40 talking]
Testing, testing...testing testing
Uh, Sick Wid It, Sick Wid It
707, Sick Wid It Records, Sick Wid It
Click shit, Click shit nigga
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse 
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts 
Yeah, ha hah! 
On the wheels