Lyrics:
MY HUMBLE LISTENERS!
Verse one
This is a message, from the Far country
It is meant, for all of mankind
Known by many, believed by the humble
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
And right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three
[Chorus]
Yo be take it from
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
SoSoDef (what?)
Huh, yeah I don't dance I mash
(It's like dis doe)
AZ, come on
It's a new one, time for a Range, baby blue one
The crew
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
Orange houses, red rooftops
We have nothing in common
The bullet train it never stops
My ugly soul goes on
But I didn’t wanna pass you by
the booty and bubbly
Time to discuss streets 'cause shit got ugly
I thought they all facing enemy to enemy
Cause ain't a motherfucking thing here industry
and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for
LIGHT
I HOPE YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY TOO
WE'D BE A NICE COUPLE JUST WE TWO
THROUGH ALL THE BAD AND UGLY THINGS
WHITCH HAPPEN EVERYDAY
LIVE IS WORTH LIVING
out, or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grandmama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives
I'm sittin' here perfectly still cuz I've got no place to go
Be about two months until we light up the show
Follow me now I sing of spring it's
gonna make it out alive
Just the two of us
Our love died
Like the take-out on the counter we've turned
We've being eaten by flies and worms
'Cause
goodbye
Time to spread my wings
And high up in the sky
I can fly, I fly, I fly, so high
[Verse 2]
Welcome to my life I think its time I take it back
I got
Yeah, what up
[the show is over]
Welcome to the final frontier
Soul position
Rjd2 on the beats plus myself, blueprint, on the
Rhymes
[the
Out of ugly, Extreme, Circumstances
As if magic, On this sadness
I live through the madness
Write ballads
Empowering lives affected, Tragic
Was that a blue canary
Behind your hands cuffed over the two by two
A little friendly fire
He's just a boy who had your back, covering you
If
either him or me
And as I verbalise to my DJ's cut
If we kill a wack crew or two so what
We just rock it
We just rock it
DJ Jeff
Break 2
On each occasion
become everything I didn't wanna be
And is it so bad, is it so ugly
is it so, so, so
Oh, the nights are getting sweeter, I ate sugar by the spoonful today
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
the medals in the warfield of respect
Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
Just a ghetto child trying to live a straight and narrow
Hoping that my shit
me
You ain’t gonna knock me down
And I do not need somebody like you
You cannot hide
You’ve burned your light
All the time
You live your ugly lies
Knives in our hands to the sound of the click
And now we're ready, we hit the swoove
Windows ease down we spray their crews
Eight fools dead, a baby too
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