Lyrics:
Careers, Building to the sky
Make all, your dark clouds, disappear
Vanilla Sky... To Dubai
So out, this world, E.T. gone here
Light years ahead, they fuse is
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out
the track up
So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger
Heard that I was rich and now your bitch is on my dinger
Then I swing the jungle shit so
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
di enter Na day by day
Who be know say Na so e go Dey
Who be know say ma story go change
Money di enter every day
Ngah them di enter Na day by day
I be
Jay-Z
Who you know fresher than Green, riddle me that
Lloyd Banks
I'm on the Road blowin Grade A Hayes
Young Buck
Don't be mad at me dogg this all
live my life as I want am
Jumping over the hurdles all by myself
I don't need no storms now (No be today)
E don tey wey yarnsh don dey dey for back (No
the special delivery
Never ever question marks like riddle me
Pardon my awesome put your lighters up this is lyrical arson
And your time gone and Wentz like
blunt blowin' anthem
Smokin' blunts like Eazy-E, Big L's, rest in peace
Away I go, just pay for this O, blazin' haze is all I know
Ain't nothin'
At 25 for sure I’ll
Be one of the greats
Riddle me this
Why can’t niggas just stay in their lane yeah
Monday to Sunday we up
Remember they didn't believe
I'm gettin' sold this dream
I put my trust in wrong places
Cah my heart's too clean
I'm homeless and hopeless
Just my balls and fiends
By hook or by
to show what time it is
At the rooftop, I was with Doug E.Fresh and Slick Rick
'La Di Da Di, Who likes to party?' was the fat shit
I mean I saw this
they'd start a war
to exploit some brother's mother
Then there's the pyramid, that stands by itself
created by Black people's knowledge and wealth
and over
nézlek
Szemünk
pillás függönye fent
Hol a színpad: Kint-e vagy bent
My riddle, where should I hide it
Outside or in
Just another legend you may say,
It's that N-to-the-E-to-the-R-V-E
Chill-Chill, brother, I'm chill
They be like, "Nerve
Where the fuck you been?"
They know where the flow's been
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
energy we be putting into or
We gon' do this for our kids
But at that certain point
Your kid don't want a bigger room
Your kid don't want a bigger house
by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
But
this
We winning this
Forever
Matte Life
M A Double T
Never live on E
M A Double T
Never live on E Never Live on E
M A Double T
Never live on E
M
this life pick a payment
Ándale ándale mama E.I.
They wasn't there when I was under C.I.
They wasn't there when my issues was bigger than B.I.
I rather
Check
How we sounding?
Pretty good?
Alright, let's get it then
I'd like to kick this thing off with a little disclaimer
Beats this hard make
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