Lyrics:
and thangs while
Livin' this life of crime
My enemies want me squeezed
They get dumped like 3's
With 57 ways to hit they knees
Please beware we thugs
This ain't call of duty we don't get a chance to respawn
Realest rapper in the city mf yo response
Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
though the laws patrolling
Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it
Cause I ain't about to go down
[Verse 1: Mike Jones]
They see me doing
You know, the way it would come off to other people
Oh he's, he's this and he's that, I don't give a damn what he is
He gotta get in there with me
an expensive purse
She get amused by my words I spit another verse
If I ever left rap then I'll get a Mike Jones hey teachers leave them kids alone
I'll never be
Hail Mary's in the sky
Bossed up, let's get buried alive
Head on the throne 'cause that's where I reside (reside)
Ways of the world that we won't
it's cold in this world, sometimes it's hard for me to crack a smile
That real shit is going out of style
These young niggas out here acting buck wild
to really get in where the towel wet up
Looking fly-lee, beauty by T
She wanna know the answer to the question, why me?
We walking through the telly where
that's for no doubt
I can just wipe it all out and go back to SOHO
Since way back when, I've been aiming it high
To see my face goes by in flashing lights
trust you
This new Uzi have your ass singin
All the way to the county, fool
Thugger!
Show me what you workin with, bitch
What you got
Show me, show me
the coffin
And uhh, follow his grave,
Follow me murderous gauge
Follow me murderous ways
Steadily pumpin' as me killas kill ya
Pop more ah silencer,
Pop
think I'll just move along
So, you ain't gotta feel this way about me for long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way hold on
I was conceived in Philly
to get me-a-go
I'm figurin' yo, nigga you know
I won't allow, not now, no way, no how
Any form of disrespect, you better bow
Time gets rough to swamp I
of yourself
This is the height of people's career" and I'll be convinced by everyone else
That I've made it
So hey Mum, look at me, I'm a star
Blacktrax
make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Micky and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some
This the remedy to fix it don't worry I got plenty
Enough to go around making plays in a renty
Show me how to be wealthy not keeping up with The Jones
I
through
Watch that boy wreck the fuckin shop
Gotta leave it smokin
Cause this game ain't jokin
Ima come through TV car wide open
Come and please get me
Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in this bitch
Uh, it's a new world, it's a new world
Yo, celebrate the new life
New ways to make money
New ways to break dummies
Forge they name and take money
on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo, ballin'! (Skr!)
Got me feelin' like Jim Jones
I'm a pimp though, no limp though
Couldn't copy my
winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get
I'm known for flipping and smacking it up
Letting you know
If you let me get a hold her ain't gonna let go
Baby girl got me losing control
By
you out
Your Mother had you naturally
Naturally's the way you came out
You know your your own mind
And you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you
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