Lyrics:
makes my windpipe erupt
Better back off, I jack off of wack MC's in the vicinity
Nigga please, I make 'em bounce
Let's organize, c'mon (we gotta
Oooh ohh oh oh oh
Koyce on another one o.
When I'm rude when I'm rude.
Turn your location on,
I wanna know where you are.
You might get lost
All over the world...
Chorus:
Black drug dealer you have to wise up
And organize your business so that we can rise up
If your
and thieves
Organize performances all to display their magical tricks
Demonic bullshit! That's why we pray
We pray for Better days
We pray for Better days...
It's yungpryncx ya know
Back with another hit
(Ndi vhu 2000 Vhu to rali)
Two thou shit boyyy
Guess what ,it two thousand shit
(Ndi ma 2000 ohh)
nothing better
Just make it through the day, make it through the week
Make it through the month, make a millionaire another couple bucks
What, and like that
applaud/12
I heard the Gallo call as We break the dawn/13
Bu bu bu bust a thousand reps before I sat down /14
Looked at the check I don’t even wana count
She wanna live another night, she gotta organize
All the thoughts that I'm hiding inside my brain
She wanna bring another bribe, you are not my bride
Ain't that struggle enough
Another tricky situation
Am I in trouble or love
Stick my shovel in the mud
And work up out of this hole
Keep running late
and the trial
I organize and then elevate
Can’t grow I gots to leave if I can’t breathe know it’s fresh air in another place
Been state to state home cooked meals
British Admiral Howe's got troops on the water
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor
Its another one
Can I take take you to di Motherland
Love me and no other man
Seh she love my island
Gyal from Guyana
Seh Shatta you issa fireman
basement
About damn time I got around the country and I hit these stages
I was made to slay them
Ten thousand hours I'm so damn close I can taste it
basement
About damn time I got around the country and I hit these stages
I was made to slay them
Ten thousand hours I'm so damn close I can taste it
Midori, plays the violin, She was magnificent
They don't have to say to white people
I'm better than you, they just do their thing
(YEAH)
And White
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
hundred and thirty four sheep
We'd better get married soon
Ten thousand, four hundred and thirty five sheep
I'll never hold out till June
How much do I
thousand Somalis lie dead in the desert sand
Killed by American humanitarians
Operation Restore Hope - No hope restored
Just another killing field a state
"You better than Eminem"
Still sell that merchandise
I'm just tryna be organize
Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on, Gucci on,
on the wrist, spent a thousand dollars on the wrist
I just woke up, check another goal off the list, check another goal off the list
I just woke up, now I got
Hampton Jr. Looks just like him
Walks just like him, talks just like him
And it might be frightenin' the Feds and the snitches
To see him organize
President wey turn pilot
Original selecta sound system organize the place pause it
2face don get dreadlock
There fada left yansh
Ah them don they
organize the thoughts inside your head
You're such a shame
You're a waste of time
You tell me you're sorry but I've heard this lie a thousand times
You're
President wey turn pilot
E yor original selecta sound system organize the place pause it
2face don get dreadlock
Their fada left yansh
Ah them don
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