Lyrics:
Pickin' up the pace when you see me in the evening
Nobody en route on the way to the meeting
Good at droppin' hints so I'd know you see the meaning
you wit' me?
(Yeah)
L.B.C., N.Y.C., D.P.G., Heavy D
All up in yo' frame, Pretty Tone type game, now listen
I know this sunny who be lifty off
run it by me Y G got a Z ain't from NYC
If two close to me is a myth who's close ain't chose the beef it just is
One bro turn hoe to me he ain't shit
Do unusual stuff
Baby girl turn around
Now take off all of your clothes
There you go, thats a good girl
Now let me see you touch your toes
Daddy
help
You never wanna be good enough
Can't change, you're stuck on the bad stuff
You blame it all on your bad luck
Can you not see only bad stuff
You,
[Intro - talking]
Like it was before, as usual
Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same
[Verse 1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
They so fly they fly above them
Girl you caught me at a good time cause I’m feening
We mix matching our toes
Bikini with Rose
Somebody hand me
that shit for ego
Now we're scared to love ourselves
Cah' those who don't start turning evil
Me, I've learned to love the stuff that's good
And hate
it's evening time, we been at it all day
If your ex's ain't do it as good, they all gay
You can hit me always, I be free and all day
Treat that cookie
Happy? I'm not familiar with this foreign word
Good vibes? So obscure - welcome to my overture
Praise God, but I just think of raps when I go
what?
Something by Wu Tang
Or maybe Ice-Cube "It Was a Good Day"
This is all I gotta say, yeah
You know the deal
Yeah, you know the deal, how I feel
I
the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
Evan: Picture me just another cool kid in NYC near
the park and MET life is sweet Yankees in the Bronx,
pretzels on the street just have good can it get?
There's so much more to do
And so much more to say
I take my good with my bad
Mix up package that
Send it to the world with my autograph
Yeah
Never make
the winter hit the barrio
Hear me on the radio
I take the lead you follow
Swallow
Digest
All the good take out the bad stuff
Taking off the handcuffs
You don't
Right what am I doing?
But I'm now recording the drums independently
And now you're hearing it as the first thing
Ah you remember percussion
That's good
Clean white T Im good
Pulling up bad chick yo hood
Going up tonight
You make me wanna
Spend a little time
(Sit that ass in the middle put ya face in
on the bandwagon
Duck, duck, duck, girl, stop playin'
After I hit it, I'm-
I come with all love, but you'll probably get touched
Smellin' like stuff, a whole
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
the spotlight
Where they can rap or mix
Or both if they like
So get on up, don't be shy
Listen to us rhyme as time goes by
Everybody stand back and brace yourself
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
You got talent
You got everything i want
And you got everything i need
But most of all its the fact that
You got balance
You mix the good with
to cover up
Never too much but for good measure
Tried to be safe but I can't
It's hard to live your life
When you're stuck to a plan huh
Warn me, she warned
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