Lyrics:
by your side
I want you to know that love is alive
(Yes it is)
And love don't want no woman to cry
I can hear you thunder
I can feel the pain in your
Storms coming you should go inside and prepare
No shortcuts, it ain't no cheats there
I brought the whole city out like a street fair
And fuck it I'm
a line that isn't true an' you pass them by
But it doesn't mean a thing
'Cause Grand Puba got that game
So won'tcha let me try?
Now just because I
you something and believe me, it ain't no joke
My love life is just like a sinking boat
I can understand a person beeing without money
You can show
love with a Creole girl,
By the lakes of Pontchartrain.
I said, "My pretty Creole girl,
My money here's no good,
But if it weren't for
Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Of the man from Tennessee
He said, please come to Denver
With the snowfall
We'll move up into the mountains
So far we can't be found
And throw I love
you hoes
But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it
'Cause you know I don't love 'em
Woo! Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with
accomplished I don't know I don't have conscience
I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; I'm head hunting
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these
and you build with me
Even though you real busy, you's so fuckin' real Drizzy ((Trap-A-Holics)
It's so amazin' I figured out this world is ours for
the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with No I.D.
Make a couple platinum records in that
And stop kissing them white folks asses
It's like you smoked a whole damn key
You rap so fast you keep leaving the beat
I'm from the old school, I love
knows, just along for the ride
You think you're a survivor
But boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So, step up and pay the price
It's
the lightning from up above
Down from the heavens and it gave me love
From a man who respects me
Loves my mind as well as my body
No retreat and no surrender
breathing while it can
But what I don't understand is that
My world ain't gettin' no brighter
If I could touch the sky
Well I would float on by
While
.45 carryin'
Where I'm from ain't far from Washington Heights to cop Aryan
A rookie boy, the cookie didn't make no profit
A stranger to the block, I
lips, punky's lips
His hair's so shiny,
I love his hips!
I love his teeth and his gums and such!
Punky
(what is it? you come home!)
You're an angel!
the one to blame
Ay, I know I don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can
Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
taste Jehovah's grace
And I ain't lyin to you kid
This ain't no poker face naw, I admit
I'm tryin' to sabotage the system
Drop a few albums to grab yall
won't cha settle down?
Boston ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold, and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from
beaming,
With glowing hearts
By His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star
Sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men
From Orient land.
The King
Ayy, it's a celebration, bitches
Came a long way from bus stops and washing dishes
From rags to bitches
Stovetop to Mastro's, man, this shit is
beaming,
With glowing hearts
By His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star
Sweetly gleaming,
Here came the wise men
From Orient land.
The King
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