Lyrics:
steps ahead)
(Three steps ahead)
(Three steps ahead)
(What's the subject?)
The Shwingalo, hot damn
(Is Posdnuos gonna start?)
I am, I am
(And by
It's kind've hard for me to change my ways
I know I got to live it day by day, ay
Just stick by my side and it'll be okay
It's kind've rough but look
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
and a twenty
I pulled out the 3 ones cause it was the least that I could do
Rolled down my window half way and called for the man
He was sitting now looking
Always got the baddest on my side, cut out all the snakes i cant live in a lie
So I’ll step in gucci while my doors are suicide
Count up all
moving through the night
Your spirit filled with light
I need, need you by my side
Your love and I'm alive
I can feel the blood shiver in my bones
One, two, tres, ménage à trois
Let's get down to business
Back it up and drop it low
Tap that like a bongo
I like them and they like me
It takes 3
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,
like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual
"Let my people go": the sequel
Mi problems? All
bring it to you live like see-SPAN
Can't nobody do it quite like we, can
You know my reputation, three bars three, grand
King T is in this bitch and we,
I got a Hero within
That took up all of my sin
And by His grace He opened up the door and let me in
So when I go into battle
My enemies shake like
We'll do it side by side
Drink the poison down with me
We'll do it on the count of three
Drink the poison down with me
We'll do it on the count of three
As long as you stick by my side
I'll give you everything
Baby girl are you down for the ride
I've come to see that you're all I need
You're welcome
march with me
All my soldiers march with me
All my soldiers march with me
He laid on his back,
His firearms by his side
Hearin' no sound
Just
twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any shots
From one of the most secure and segregated prisons in
twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any shots
From one of the most secure and segregated prisons in
you’re the friend of the working man.
(2x)
(Beat Change) V26 Woman 2
And, finally, the Pure Food and Drug Act, passed by Congress
V27 Woman 3
Gave
Breeze through in the Q, .45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like Dutches from the master
Hate
Breeze through in the Q, .45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked like Dutches from the master
Hate
and end the reign
I'ma hit the studio and then walk down and do my thing
Mia we stay live
Stay live
Ride with like three nines
Costin' shots and drive bys
stripped
And torn down by his black brothers and sisters
That were uneducated and that did not know
And he was stripped
And he was torn down by his
Caruso comes in at 1:40 - (good in-point for actual track at around 2:40)
Note: music is “tucked under” as if we are hearing it from one side of a door
Down for the block like Shaq O'Neal
Me and my niggas hittin corners in the batmobile
My block so hot so keep you enough shots
You slip and you fall
gotta go before the going gets tough
I never thought I needed a girl by my side
Till the day that you passed me by
You showed me the other side and baby
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