Lyrics:
health
I'll be the first to admit I've had better days
I've got 99 issues, and more are on the way
Nothing feels quite right today, no, I don't feel okay
Bring It All Day
Intro:
You can’t block me, You ain’t got me. Stiff arm your posse, You can’t stop me.
I’m gonna show it, I can’t control it. You
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
if ain't no injuries
I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds
(Alright, alright)
Yeah, this right here is astronomical
I see you picked up all my ways
Everything changed the summer of 99
The first one we shared, didn't know at the time
No, we haven't met yet but I know I'll be fine
If my tree hits
of flesh posses no fear
Are you there my dear God
Look at what you have done
Pounding steps, heated breath
My mouth is dry
Every step that I take I can
surmising they can just lock this away
Respect the profession
Enough is enough
Our lust just can't be brushed away
Criminal by suppression
But Holland in '99
Let's get wild
Yeah, Master Ace in the house
The whole Action Posse's in the house
Ice-you-Rock's in the house, DJ Marley Marl's in the house
throw it in reverse and skip the ending? no, its on the way, its on the way, its on the way, its on the way. I'm reminded every single day. from coast
Got my thirty for the times
Get it, 99 divided by 34 is 2 point nine
Yeah, two points is fine
But this three for the pie
No lie, just like the numbers
blast with no heart 'cause I'm heartless in nine-trey
A-K blast on that ass if in my way, gangsta
Slangin' 'Cola since the very very start
Much love
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
time you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl, I must admit
You're looking real fit
Let's chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get
the ultimate alliance
No sucker can deal when I'm droppin science
(Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)
I'm droppin science
[VERSE 2]
Don't even bother climbing out of the well
That ain't no way to get out of the hell that you're in
If you wanna see the back of it, girl
You
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
And then I shot him down
It was the way of the land
You see I didn't really kill my old man
To me he was just another gunman on hand
Had no need for law
Chilling In the hot seat
cin't no game this ain't no yahtzee
I am the B.O.c.T.
No yachty
Big boss to your posse
Got em mad so they pouting
That
too long to settle in
It's all in the family, loyalty
My kin by my side
Play with the aces and kyngs, royalty
Im payin the price
There's no where I
no Morgan
99 roses, they call me a florist
Bitch I want blood on my hands, yeah
Bitch I want blood on my hands, yeah
Bitch I want blood on my hands,
in a diet but my money gaining weight
Under the influence
Fluent in the herbal sense sei
Tell her get a bottle if you tryna feel my worse way
7 bring
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
'Cause that would blow me 'round the world in a day
always getting in the way
Can't get past the present
God damn what a shame
So in the frame you can picture it happen
It's plain as day like a play by
route to the bench down 53
Took the last dollar that I
Had for this dream
And I spent it on some 99 cents Micky D's
Shit wasn't doin' too fine
Then I made
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