Lyrics:
the party at?"
Let up ya dresses, confess it, Tech is impressive
His message, eff, it, stretches from Zacatecas to Texas
I'm excessive with breasts-es
Aye, come here
Fix it up, nuh dawgs
If unna ah drink mek sure unna drink responsibly
Requests comin' in from the gyal dem from earlier
Shelley! Mi
still a nice place to live
Still paradise if we believe
Show everyone unselfish love
The kind we get from the man above
And just like that
It’s still
legend
Spike your blood
With adrenaline and speed gonna take it to the limits
Wasting all your lucky nine lives nothing left
Just give it a go and try
noticed was - pure music
Untampered with by things showbiz does older
Thugs showed us stuff
Like how to hold a plug
Juice from the street light
It almost
Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye
Arrows bein' fired from crossbow, I talk fly
You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat
Try to bite my flow,
his neighborhood? nobody dared
But los got up out the coma got and was able to hear
A missionary shared the gospel to his open ears
He got saved got
She comes in from the kitchen
Sits on the arm of his chair
He looks up and says, "hey, lady, I love you"
Runs his fingers through her hair
There's
love with a thug
I pour my pain into art and then go drown in my cup
Going with a bang shooting star we die to live live it up
Few off days but ain't
love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family
Instead of a metaphor I’d rather
Take it by James Anderson
Damaging how they televised
Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye
Arrows bein' fired from crossbow, I talk fly
You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat
Try to bite my flow,
around platinum linked up
With money like Brink trucks
Shit get too hot? Puff, put the minks up
Come back in the summertime like fuck it, it's
know I'm successor, I'll never be lesser
I woke up one day with a message
From a legend
That man was The Game
He think I'm impressive
Man I'm stressing
London dungeon to a Paradise
So happy that these Flights opened up my eyes
London dungeon to a Paradise
So happy that these Flights opened up my eyes
Stetson hat
A domino king from way on back
Jack of all trades with an old jon boat
And he spent his last days just making it float
And every now
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people have to fight
Some people give it up
They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee
Born to do it
Even though all my friends lookin at
Me like who knew it run to it
The hoods just spit by new nigga
Feel cats talkin like who nigga is
past twenty-seven
With them gates up from my house so pearly white you'll think it's heaven
Still rockin' clothes lookin' ratchet like I don't give
time, giving up cash
To the leaders, knowing damn well, it ain't gonna feed us
In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.
It's hard enough to live
thang, we keep it lit
No hard feelings, don't ever change, don't ever quit
When I found out living legends s'till exist, I knew I had to commit
So I
Well, we sailed from the port of New London
Runnin' down to the storms around Cape Horn
And most of us left here with nothing,
save for the whiskey
and defence.
See inside the Norman keep
Whose ramparts tell of desperate siege.
Barons held it from King John,
Seven weeks it took to breach.
Rising up in Medway
clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's
admit it)
I admit it, I did it (I did it, yeah)
I admit it, I did (I)
I admit it, I did, did it
I admit it, I love Steve Harvey
John Legend
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