Lyrics:
somethin' strange to me
(Well, alright)
Got a new flame, ha! haven't been the same
Something in me's changed, rearranged
And I feel that I've been saved
You
is packed, he got the mic in his hand
Brooklyn's ready Uptown's in the house
Kenny drops the beat and we turn the party out
That's it! None
just your type
Sayin' all the right things, but don't lie
I got a feelin' the streets have eyes
From a mile, I could see 'em
Fear, can't ever believe
I've got the victory
On the inside of me
An immovable rock
By the Spirit of God
A Light in the dark
I've got the victory
On the inside of me
And I feel the same
We ought to be sure I know by now
But if we can prove our love
Like this and like that I gonna move along
Like this and like
off, them who's style is jaded
My juice is grated
Shit is so banging niggas say it's gang related
On philosopher's rink of thought, I've skated
a brown skin friend claiming kin to crazy horse
I stink of vino my greasy clothes are rancid but
I tip the bottle back the spirits are in me kid
Firewater
They said I won't make it I made it
Life is a journey and I must go through
I can't believe I've come this far
Jehovah deserve the Praise
Is not by
around.
I've got so much to do,
Gotta pick things up, gotta see things through.
My how the time does fly, gotta wave hello to a passerby.
All I do
room 17, there is nothing to be seen
"Nurse needle, it is time to begin
Nurse needle, stick it in
A brown lycosa's what I've got inside this box
got pink! Pink, I've got
Mix red and black, what you've got
I've got brown! Brown I've got
Our world is filled with colors
Red, blue yellow and many
What does it mean to wake out of a dream and be
Wearing someone else's shorts?
I've been around the block, at least on my bike
I was prepared for
Rover
I get in that jeans, wet water like Pepsi, Cola
Ah ah, I got an old cougar
Fine brown, give me that brown sugar
Thom Browne, drippin' your town,
Then show the world and tell!
I've got to say something.
Do something, move something.
Maybe I'll make something.
And call it Praise Jumping.
Jump,
to your eyes
I’ve got devil inside my green brown eyes
Dried by your pride
Keep burn my heart inside
You’re beautiful as a whore
You stand on me as a fool
by the
End of the show
I got 30 niggas on stage and 10 in the row
Ya know
Get ya gun, we gon' come for you
We'll lay ya ass out
The shells hit you
right
Pretty smile, light brown eyes
I've got miles on them other guys, face it
You could search America, Russia or Germany but never will you find
chosen
And I've been living with devotion
Once was going through the motions
But got called out to the ocean
And the waves crashed harder
From zero honor
Bobbi the waitress
Kept bringin' us beer
We got to laughin' so hard
We both sat there in tears
I was feelin' so good
I could stay there for years
By
rather have the real thing
Ah me, things aren't what they used to be
Ah my, in days gone by.
I've got a pile of old clothes upstairs that have come in
I got peace
And power
I'm favored
I'm favored
Righteous
Righteous
Righteous
Righteous
I've got peace
I got power
Highly favored by God and I'm
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close
like its climbin' clear up to the sky.
[Chorus: x2]
Oh what a beautiful morning,
Oh what a beautiful day,
I've got a wonderful feeling,
Load up the keyboard, 105 tempo
Most heated battles, I've blasted MCs
Some said that the bullets flew by like angry bees
Wu entered on the level where
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