Lyrics:
no P.I. like me if you ain't workin' no hoes
Can't do the shit we do, the way we do wit' no dough
That's like trying to win a ballgame, if you ain't
(Mary had a little lamb)
That's a fib, she had two twins though
And one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this defect is ground
you mothafuckas talkin' and all that but uh
No, no don't mention me at all
Yeah comin' live and direct
And I know you feelin' some type of way about
that's how I know you never seen the top
Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin' like Magic City parking lot
Hear the talks when I walk by like you know it's
Creator took me by the hand and led the way-ay
To make the story short that's why I'm here today
Just another journey, another journey into
(Mary had a little lamb)
That's a fib, she had two twins though
And one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this defect is ground
on the front page of the Source
And despite the ways, you niggaz playa hate
That RBL is breakin wails in every state
Don't perpitrate though I heard you wanna
'Cause I've left that girl so many times before, oh
By the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
Just to give
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
in fear
Crashin through the door of that WHORE
Bringin a end to this gold chain WAR
What you saw KRS One is now seeing
Another fly human being
that we'd be kicking back by now
I know that life is a bitch, I know that life is a bitch
I thought we'd put her in a cab by now
But I'm stressing, I
some grammar
Now, did I stammer
Work on that grammar
You should know when
It's "less" or it's "fewer"
Like people who were
Never raised in a sewer
I
Motivated by the bands
Give me a million grand
I do everything that they can't
The rapping is always advanced
A gymnast on the stands, I'm always sticking
posse know that we ah rule every sound
Jump up in the dance and run every town ah
DJ, nuff, clown
Come up in the dance, BUCKS em right down ah
If
freestyle flow (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Just a couple of motherfuckers that I know (uh)
I'm strictly representin'
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got
you mothafuckas talkin' and all that but uh
No, no don't mention me at all
Yeah comin' live and direct
And I know you feelin' some type of way about
a way hard
Don't forget my hot sauce gotta let your
You wonder why I'm still on the block
'Cause I just can't leave it babe
'Cause that's all I
already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way, I still remember
of the sun
To simpler ways I'll return
I'll return
Will I ever get to see, will I ever get to see
The first sight of a heart that's true?
If I ever
again, don't you hate 'I'm?
A thin line between darkness and sunshine
Five Percenters that was raised on swine
Known to be wise, and you wise
no
got permission from a cynic
He said live your life
Don't you listen to the critic
that's inside your mind
difficult advances
Raised by doubt
thing as a good job these days
My daddy was a sailor, my mother a whore
Brought up by a gypsy, left at her door
Raised on the street, I'm dirty
girl
I was raised by woman, a woman made me a man
It just too bad that a man took her innocences
And God knows that I, I will feel the shame
Commit
cry
From a crowd ten thousand wide
Hope laid upon hope
That this crowd will not subside
Let this flag burn to dust
And a new a fair design be
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