Lyrics:
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme
the sun will rise with me
All we wanted was an opportunity
(Just Blaze) Lord knows
It's your worst nightmare, it's my first night here
And this girl
then my work ethic increased
Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen
Stackin' this cream, livin' the American dream now
I'm goin' crazy, I ain't slept in
whoa, yeah
I had a dream on the plane that
I was sitting in the slabs
Seat back, face up
Chunkin deuce and givin dap
Talking to my patnas 'bout this
faces cases, judges n jurors, masons lawyers n cops
I watch 'cause every thugs face is my mirror
But this was one in particular
This kid he was
clean
From a past that comes back in my darkest of dreams
Been apprehended by a spiritual force
And a grace that replaced all the me I've divorced
I
like "our" and
"my wife" and "her mother", and
That, that separates us
So we should always be together somehow
So we just trying this out, this
Is just
It's just me out here
At least that's what it feels like
They said I wouldn't make it
That this was a City of Broken Dreams
But somehow lost
Ben-YehWih is my name, means Son of God
Guide the sheep, use the rod
God gave us rules, land, air, water, catch a cobb
Work the field, cut the wood, chop
your choice is putrid
This one's getting booted
Lucid
Open my toolkit; all shades include
Ik ben een regenboog
I'm so high
Ik ben een regenboog
Higher
then maybe I ain't in it
Champagne, champagne, celebratin' my campaign
I just dug a well in West Africa
But how many of my friends is African, huh?
No
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
I'm moppin' the floors with 'em, I keep tryna pass it
But they keep on droppin' the torch and it won't be long 'til this sport is O-V-
E-R, Just Blaze
my cold shoulder is attila the hun
The gatling gun, guillotine, don king's american dream
Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Makin the whole scene
Uhh! You know
It's times like this
When we need change nigga
Yeah, and if you really look at it
Your life is like a movie
And we all in
(mister)
I still
(this gon be real fun)
I love you
(you might know him as)
I want you
I think ima let you introduce yourself
In my life
[Ma$e
for this territory
Makin our life one big story to tell
Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my body
I got proof, I'm not scared
If
Always been down with the capital J
I got a homeboy by the name of Dr. Bombay
My favorite color is grey! Uhh
I can't forget I like reggae
I'm Biz
Black diamonds, Black History Month, turned to Martin Luther King overnight
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my
why should I concern myself
With such superficial fare
'Cause I'm a prisoner of these stupid thoughts
Which is worse than being a prisoner of my
and this broad need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah, we got A-M-M-O but you get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics, that my
and get me
Now I'm old and shit is trippy, but I know that god is with me
This that baby mama drama
Give a fuck about a man I know Imma
Be there for my son,
Los Angeles approach control
This is Cessna 0281-Echo-119.3, over
Cessna 81-Echo, Los Angeles approach control, roger, go ahead
Cessna 81-Echo is
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