Lyrics:
remember that (yeah)
Been a leader with that heater, I got right up into that
You can never take a killin' back
Whole heart was in the streets, I had
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
sister out
When he flexes his muscle and he makes that Hooters girl on his right arm dance
Well he wants to be a star play air guitar someday in
"This is music to be murdered by"
You and I
It's more than just a "phase"
More than just a "simple crush"
How surprising
When right around the corner
he had a lot of friends that he would visit on the weekends
Thrill seekin, influenced by his teachings
My daddy knew him, yo, he met him at a hotel
You goddamn right
What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu-fuckin' life
I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in
college is a cage to me
Always daydreaming, not on the same page
My behavior's not by the book
I'm not doing features but I'm giving hooks
Hey!
Left, right
it to, so I could see by the morning boo layed up in my crib with the ocean view from Jamaica to Russia.. Belka..
Whenever you want, you can get it
it to, so I could see by the morning boo layed up in my crib with the ocean view from Jamaica to Russia.. Belka..
Чего хочешь ты, я не знаю
И я в твои
Take my bitch out to Asia Copped a plane ticket, now we goin' to Jamaica
Then I'm finna fuck her in Malaysia My girl bought her paper, and fuck that
he had a lot of friends that he would visit on the weekends
Thrill seekin, influenced by his teachings
My daddy knew him, yo, he met him at a hotel
Might be armed and just as crazy as Bernhard
Or is this proof the system works
Or are we all being treated like jerks?
Take your chance and step right
Up
used to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin' like
the set
With a pocketful of rocks ah man I regret
For not stayin in school, for just doin my work
Gettin chased by the Task now I feel like a jerk
So I'm
and oppressed
Live in fear of speaking up
Scared to end up like the rest
Mlk showed me that i could dream Malcolm said by any means
Huey gave me black power
stayin' in school, for just doin' my work
Gettin' chased by the Task now I feel like a jerk
So I'm on the run and I better run fast
'Cause if I don't
selling my mixtape out
Of my mutherfucking BMW out
On Jamaica mutherfucking Avenue to
Amadu and Hussaine and
These niggas fuck you niggas! You
Niggas don't
You slept right by the yogurt hut on a painted curb
Wearing nothing but some cut-offs and a muscle shirt
And at 5AM the donut girls came quietly
brother and thought they was gone pay em.
he took his strap out his waist and handed it to big sleigh
and stepped right up in his face and said hey
reposes
In a puddle of blood by a deadly blade a-gleam
Your eyes glazed over while you sat unlistening
You said your head’s on fire and every thought is
out our minds
She was lookin hella fine
She said pick me up by 9
I was there right on time
But now she falling behind
See a dude right thru the blinds
and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
...
he said.. I don't know my son
but they gonna pay like twice the price
they put they soul in jeopardy
they gone see the price ain't right
God spoke
a mystery
To those who can't afford it and for those who don't receive
It's okay if you one of them
For those who seeking for it, it's right in from of them
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