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For anyone else
So take your kite
Tied to your wishes, prayers and fears
Across moonlight
You Fly by night
Paint me now those tiny wooden squares
a square blue yard
Wanted a choice, but you took it too far
You're not just the things that you think you are
Down in the trench your future awaits
Tied up
to square one
Both got half a heart, I guess we gotta share one
It's one beat at a time this world right here's a scary one
Stay right here by my side, we'll
to the top, taking the world of hip hop
By dropping the right words right where it's hot
Where are you now
Somewhere on your couch
Dancing by yourself
While
need a mob?
I do this by myself
I don't need no one else
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a - WOO
Squares abundant in my circle
Lifting deadweight
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
Square
Nie dla Ciebie ta rola dobrze to wiesz
Wszystko oddasz by móc zrobić tylko jedną rzecz
Cofnąć czas dzień po dniu, wrócić znów
Do tych lat do tych
chwila co kończy się
Kilka scen parę zdjęć czy możliwe jeszcze jest
By tak nagle od nowa obudzić się
Być tak jakby przechodzeń gdzieś na Times Square
Nie
joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
eleleminor I av no help 4 a josin German
Aro for it is cap etikato
tiksonovo for d day is being Trude by d nite nd d nite being Trude by d day but dey re
joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
when the rents due
Yet thankless if things do improve
And nobodies moved by what you’ve been through
It's all about the groove the publics into
We was
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
the fuck up, nigga?)
Turn
Nobody don't wanna cry no more (no)
I seen years go by, but bine been flyin' more (yeah)
Sometimes you gotta lose the battle
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
to square one
I keep walking left, right, left
Straight into the fire
I can't see what's best
'Cause I'm blinded by desire
Watch me count footsteps
Circle taking squares over the size of its pride
Comfort taking over by the eyes that despite the truth
Skin the teeth, feed among yourselves
blinking
Abou-Saadiyah dances in the square
All the children gather around him
He twists, turns and calls :
“Give me, give me a dinar
By the grace
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