Lyrics:
Holding hand in hand
(There will never be any peace)
All over the land
(Until God)
He's at the conference table
table
(He's at the conference table)
Men are running from land to land
Trying to make things all right
Holding meeting after meeting
Constantly
He's at the conference table)
Holding hand in hand
(There will never be any peace)
All over the land
(Until God)
He's at the conference table
It is on in the Eastern Conference
The Knicks got their contracts on clearance
The appearance is the Celtics going to run away
And leave the Raptors
to the cane
From the ‘ville to the cane
Let me get it from the ‘ville to the cane
Pill for the pain
For the name MCs all kill for the fame
Born in the dark I
realized
That it's a lot fuckin' harder than it looks
Why do candy canes need to be packaged like this?
Try to take off all the plastic, it eventually
any peace
Until god, is seated at the conference table (at the conference table)
There will never be any peace
Until god, is seated at the conference
Cane e gatto, cane e gatto, chi l'ha detto che non si può?
Cane e gatto, cane e gatto, chi l'ha detto che non si può?
Cane e gatto, cane e gatto,
hella women (hey!)
Big money mayne (hey) get it how we livin mayne (hey)
How we did it mayne (hey) sweet sweet sugar cane
Trappin hard with the yay all
cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang
All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah)
All the dawgs, all the dawgs low creep right
that’s all/ I got canned on a conference call
Said so long to my friends that day/ Still my boys that ain’t gonna change
A start from scratch, the numbers
got this
Down at the men in music business conference
Down in Orlando, I was only nineteen
Down at the men in music business conference
I only
cane, cane)
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang
All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah)
All the dawgs, all the dawgs low creep right
all her medicine
Allegiances exhausting valves
Punishment sacrifices begin
A somber conference
A somber conference
A somber conference
A somber
on the boat
You are not from the land I swim from
No time for the petty nonsense
Signing big deals in the conference room
Please don't insult my
Lane, bring a friend this holiday
Bring a friend who loves to play, we'll eat all the candy canes
Oh, Candy Cane Lane, bring a friend this holiday
a thing
Girl work damn cane
I won't say a thing
Throw that ass I got my mask
Give it all ya got
Skinny nigga fit in the crack
Giving back shots
Hit her in
do what you do but I’ll be in the cane
Spitting verses like missionaries
Dispelling all the curses and I’m back
Kill it when I rap on the mic
In
the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe, look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping
full of sugar cane
The bottle full of propane
Hand full of sugar cane
The bottle full of propane
Hand full of sugar cane
Yep, the bottle full of propane
get you the cut
Breaking the money y'all telling too much, you like a cop who ain't taking no lunch, whoa
I need a press conference, who got you
to me
(Two candy canes)
And a song for the Christmas tree
On the third day of Christmas
My good friends brought to me
(Three boughs of holly)
(Two
to me
(Two candy canes)
And a song for the Christmas tree
On the third day of Christmas
My good friends brought to me
(Three boughs of holly)
(Two
I'm a little candy cane
With stripes red and white
It tastes real minty
It's like outta sight
I have a hook to hold
With all of my might
It crunches
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