Lyrics:
choking and my lungs won't provide air
Then I dropped an album, they reacted to it and
Started selling out First Avenue
Now all the bad dreams I have are
You knew where things were at
I'm out here by myself
You know I feel trapped
You know I can’t resist, withhold or combat
What if money ain't change this
wallet
Money stack up to the ceiling
City of double D
Haven't you gone by it
What you stack up to the ceiling
Money's a devil they tell 'em, but
story, Lloyd
Hey world, yeah, I know it's been a while
Thought I'd come around to let you know what's up now
No album lately so my mind is kinda up,
wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her
They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick
I ain't tryin to play it fair
This supposed
never be!
One by one you'll all leave the screen,
I'm going on a killing spree!
At the top we will be,
Just Jayy Von, Lord D. Vanity!
(Uh, I'm
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
think 'cause I'm 5"2' I can't box? I'm 5'4", I'll whoop your ass, swear to God
Picture your ass whooped by a munchkin
Let me tell you something, Joyner
ain't one of those rappers who got a deal man
Quit asking, every milestone you try to conquer
I passed it, every album we drops a classic
That's the way
to 'em)
Always confident in my shit, I was certain I'd pop (I know)
Even after I got my deal, nigga, the work didn't stop (yeah)
See, now I swerve in
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
hood, kijk hoe die spaced op dit
Schatje, sinds de basisschooltijd zoek ik naar evenwicht
D'r hart is nu gebroken, niet mijn schuld, ey hou je benen
to the boulevard..blessed to be
Fresh...beatboxin' like M&R...flashback..to Cold
Crush...Easy A.D.in...I used tyo rock the tube sox...aye yo, my box
Was
JVC
pain?
Can you feel my pain?
Can you feel my pain?
They say you gotta walk in the next mans shoes to understand him
If you put a foot in mind you'd see
With blessed and funky shlept praying that I blow up
Make a deal with the devil, I'd rather trust my eye
Drop the wax and packs play the ball where it
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
But pay your ties times money, I divise wise cunning little plans
To withstand when cats drive by funny
Like I ain't got what he got, I don't play that
You been singed now keeping the clothes
Can't be on top forever nigga where is D'banj
Said I come with a demo fuck your life
Got a yellow mami call her
hope you go and trip
See you next fall
I'd pick you up
But that's not really my call
Not really my fault
You're not being what you wanna be called
Sound
I see im stronger than even i realize
I did this myself
By myself and i felt pain from physical to heart break
U know that shit that
Make u think
shit is simple
Don't get lost, this is just the intro
Shotty plus a semi, double team with different tempos
And that's a metaphor for drive by
Change
talk down on my name
When you asked for advise
Gotta stay ready for everything
Don't let them catch you by surprise
They ask me how to became wise
concentrate, you know we keep it real
Yeah it’s Hess and D.R.E and you know we finna kill
Everyday I’m smokin' weed, nah we ain’t poppin pills
Nah we don’t fuck
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