Lyrics:
as lunch for a guy like me cah I got the Midas Touch
I ain’t even seen like most of my fam for a few good few months cah right now man I gotta move so cold
the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dogs ain't have
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Puffy & Mase
Juelz & Cam
Miles Davis and Sam
They slept on us like a futon
Now we all over the green like a crouton
Smelling my own shit
Head bigger than
Man it feel so good to be back in my city
That 713
Already
Gone hop in the whip
Let's ride
Turn them speakers up mayne
Shoutout to Big H.A.W.K
Big
Intro:
Beenie Man:
Yo!, This is entertainer for peace, this is Ras Moses, Ghost,
Devonte, and Kirk Davis. Along with my choir, Prembroke Call.
a eighty year old lady
Saying Satan's waiting for me
In the back by the bar
(Is he)
But she won't let me out my seat
So how am Imma know
I guess I'll find
amount here
Lose some years for no large amounts here
Yeah
Just get it and gone
Remember we was smoking on Mars
Put some miles on my car
I wasn't thinking
Yeah, did it on my own, yeah
In that foreign now I’m gone, yeah
Fuck a hater I’m too known, yeah
I got money on the phone right now
That’s why iI
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live,
the foul
Floyd grandson I was taught wild, Long live grandma she gone in a cloud
They hate I'm on my way up now, Young nigga shining I'm bright as a buss
go, we rollin? (ay)
What's 80 minutes to me
Man in a minute imma hit you with the realest
Expect less? Now you got me pressed
Ok I'm Mr. 4.0 I'm
you gon' man up to our charges, now you truckin' tails
Lawyer made you switch the deal, but you could just man up for real
Don't know why you say some
Like Miles Davis, I've been swayed by the cool
There's just something 'bout the summertime, there's just something 'bout the moon
So I laid a kiss
sayin
man im the boy man
yall niggas cant fuck wit me
man i got my nigga guttah guttah right here wit me
and if u--if u talk dogg the boy gone kill u i
Man, we could both be dreamers, or we could both crash, I say!
Turn the key and feel the smoke, I want out of here
5th gear, count my blessings for what
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
THE ARTILLERY MAN AND THE FIGHTING MACHINE
Journalist:
The hammering from the pit and the
pouding of guns grew louder
My fear rose at the sound
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it don't bother me)
It don't bother me, don't bother me, now
If it's not
coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man
You are just the kind of girl I always wanted
When I was a little boy thinkin' 'bout bein' grown
Now that I'm a man, you come along
And I cannot
They fuck with me now wasn't fucking in the old days
Bitch I been the miles I came here from a long way
And I got the time nigga you in for a long day
In
a minute, I see my man over there, Jay-Z
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Why don't you come up here and kick a lil'
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