Lyrics:
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
whip
You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan
They rollin' two deep, so they ain't too sleep and crews creep but they
I'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but this song was written before the first
My mind racing, I
death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories
Saw my man layin' dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again,hold ya head and stay
out her mind
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew
to drink it by the pint, now i sip clean
You niggas pee sitting down, like how a bitch be
We was on fordham road wilding
Nigga caught another charge hit
to drink it by the pint, now i sip clean
You niggas pee sitting down, like how a bitch be
We was on fordham road wilding
Nigga caught another charge hit
used to ignore me (yep) realized I was nice
Now it's no one left here to write my life story
Ninety-five rappers shelled like pearls
Hit by genocide, I
the center on the Knicks
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!!
Ol Dirty Bastard live and uncut
(Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a...)
[Shorty Shit
to where Satan lives (uh)
Hands on fire when them dice get to shakin', bitch (uh)
I'm in the Range lookin' strange as shit (ugh)
Uh, Baklava never salty
niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
It's routine the coupe clean let's hit the sho
You know we all fuckin once they glimpse the po
Wit the satin in my hand pack the gat on my lap
Cuz
everybody's on
Some old lame old plain old blatant shame
Till you find out it ain't working (Nah)
One for the Basebox Crew krispy…Mc…drive…aye
This ain't
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
on your worst day
Live it like the first day I'm Antwan Andre
Or General Patton if you know bout Purple Ribbon or Got Purp
I, I be on that kryptonite
[Shock-G]
Do you like it dirty?!
Some like it dirty and some like it clean
[Verse 1]
Don't throw me no soap
Cause it would just defeat me
Some like it dirty
It's routine the coupe clean let's hit the sho
You know we all fuckin once they glimpse the po
Wit the satin in my hand pack the gat on my lap
Cuz
One time for your mind
Two times for Mumia, Sekou
Three times for my Brooklyn dimes
Seven times for pleasure
I don't trip, I don't trip
We don't
to my stomach
I can't believe I let Nas down
I got defensive on the phone
Resentment was in my tone, fuck it
Long live the idols, may they never be
to my stomach
I can't believe I let Nas down
I got defensive on the phone
Resentment was in my tone, fuck it
Long live the idols, may they never be
come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til
I feel like goin' buy me a new rolex
I feel this album goin' bring a big royalty check
I feel this nigga mad cuz I fucked his bitch
I feel like
Random!
Everybody on my team is winners
Everybody on your team beginners
Why you do that, rapper? Fucking new-jack rappers
Flinch when I walk by cause I
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