Lyrics:
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
solve 'em, there ain't no One who ain't got em
Be the best man you can be and treat your girl With precaution
If you're offended by this album then you're
coco
Smokin' dope from my crop grower
The block know us, kush got a funky sock odor
How could you not notice? I
Come from that rock culture (Rock)
Star
The Burial Song (repeated)
-From Heaven, Our Gracious King-?
Though some of us have been poisoned
Many of us have been blessed
And through
This album's dedicated to you
Katie
The Bonnie to my Clyde
I know sometimes I be getting outta pocket and all
But the truth of it is
I'm just so
a stubble
And it's sad to see you act like you ain't just crumbled
Call us trash like you ain't that, don't mean to pop your bubble
I think your head is
Everyone of us, has gathered here because
We made the road trip to the show, New album's on the stereo
Gathered in a queue, made the journey to
Get
the purpose of doing all this talking
Summer '88, or was it '89
Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind
I'm in my room, boomin' drawin' LL Cool J album covers
Bike far out
Without a doubt
Where I can find a peaceful place to shout
Oh far out man way far out man
Shaggy and Scoobs could never find us man
Am I too
exhaust go vroom
Nitro on us press a button and boost
Hellcats by the dozens we gotta zoo
Soon you'll meet your impending doom
You another normal run or we
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'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
these people albums I'm a charity too
I produce my own beats
I write by myself 'cause I'm a lyrical G
Record my own vids
Make a whole doc
Do my own media
So, you're a philosopher? Yes
I think very deeply
In about four seconds, a
Teacher will begin to speak, huh
Let us begin what, where
Why or when
fades to pink and blue
As I cry
In your arms
And if you wanna take a picture
Maybe we could make an album too
And fill it with some stupid memories of us
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
This song was first released on the rhymes and reasons album. it is the only album it has been released on.
I told you that I loved you
You said
tucked then it's out now
T.I. made them suckas +Bring it Out+ now
The Ruff Ryders start it, now just shout it!
Man, now engine engine, number 9
You
on my jeans tucked and it's out now
T.I. made them suckers bring it out now
The Ruff Ryders start it, now just shout it
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really
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