Lyrics:
with my logo, thirty six of that cocoa
Yeah, the product's good, you know the number's right
And if you've got to check, then it's a no-go
All this snow,
My favourite nitty's always coming short
The one I hate scores the most
My shawty talks the most
Never sticking to a word
If you've ever said you're
album I copped
The Jungle Brothers Done by the forces of nature'
check out the cover
Afrocentric brothers just as dark as me
Hip Hop a guiding force
puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til
to snort (sniff)
I had an outstandin' warrant for a short
Turned myself in rockin' Louis and all my jewelry, I wore to court
Cop pulled me over in my
(Down below)
And too many nos (And too many nos)
And too many nos (And too many nos)
I know you miss me (Know you miss me)
Gone for a while (Gone for
shit, EPMD strictly hardcore
Been there, done did it and 'bout to do it again
Stompin' through it with the heavenly grin
With seven number one albums
at my phone I grin
You got me telling all my friends
So hot my baby fog my lens
Your number out weigh all my 10’s
Your glory wash out all my sins
Who
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Mhmmm
Mhmmm
Mhmmm
Is you really mad you don't get the same attention you did before album mode?
Sweetheart, you ain't top three
Its Jesus, then
good
I won't leak the album, I'll let it spill
Number one, bitch I bet it will
Do the numbers I said it will
I played the game and I'm still the same
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
see
Hoping we love for a century, seen too many fall short recently
Family and friendships are the firewood
That keeps me burning on in each foot
I was just another man, roll up smoke yo numbers down
My brothers used to judge me, now they ask me J please hold it down
Mama used to tell me be
The world lost something when I accepted my evil
And said "It's fine should this star stop short of the zenith," that I give
Plenty of effort—more
Once upon a time not long ago
When Gonzo was a kid
with no money to show
Before Supreme Team had the corporate beef
When Sean2slow's album was
puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til
up the kid like volume ten
And you can brown-nose me 'til the album in
You was hot when your style was in
Now ya lookin' at Gilla, I wish I was down
a scene that'll last
Short legs, jump high past the edge
Ain't it funny, nowadays, I just creep on the ledge
Soaring in the sky, too scared of the flips, so
there's no faucets by my pillow
When I close my eyes
Album cover art by Tool appears
Pull up to the party
I been sipping' Robotussin
Shuffle through
just only playing
But since you're testing my gangsta
It's too damn late for praying
[Chorus - 2x]
Automatic gun fire busting at you hoes
To get my
a vote
Life too short time fi
Switch into another mode
Writing this song about believe and hope
And through the darkest of days
How we travelling
WAITIN SO LONG
(CHORUS 2x)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your
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