Lyrics:
worth doing right
So I looked for wisdom on how to
Best live this brief life I have found
Blessed is he who fears the Lord
Who finds delight in His
Goin' nowhere
We're on the ride of our lives
We're goin' nowhere fast
Fuck doing what you're told, act like a two year old
Shit is soon to go
Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive
My grind divides fine through my divine eyes
It's prime time, you wish you could buy time, but it's my time
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
Place in your heart
Paisley Park is in your heart
There is a woman who sits
All alone by the pier
Her husband was naughty
And caused his wife so
at night
They had a curfew, niggers had to be home at 11, negros, 12
And you'd be trying to get home, doing your crew runs
And they'd always catch you out
they tell me who
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full
and talk
Not as representatives of anybody's government but just
Two plain ordinary human beings
I feel that we might think a great deal alike
I'm
? You namin' who?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
She pretty D, all they same, boo
But I'm backed by
kids who kicked it on MSN
Oh, time (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Suddenly, we got no time (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
We're so busy doing life (oh yeah, yeah,
and talk
Not as representatives of anybody's government but just
Two plain ordinary human beings
I feel that we might think a great deal alike
I'm
enemies of their own families
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
[Verse:]
Ten generations of Constantins
Lived very comf'table lives
They were contented to live in style
Supported by their wives
Daughters
something I never wanted so bad
Sometimes I get upset 'cause I ain't blew up yet
It's like a grew up but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't got a rep, my
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
Haven't had the time to do a polish-
Will you sing!
Right!
Who wants to live in New York?
Who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
Who
since I was 5'8
5'6 to 5'2 the 40 divide you
According to Sky Blue
Now he repping that Piru shorty is Pi too
He don't want it with my crew
You ain't' got
you
Baby I'm a-leaving you
Let me tell you, girl
I hear what you say, I see what you're doing, girl
I don't wanna play
We're livin' in two different
'em, tell 'em, I don't need that shit
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a mob?
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a mob?
I do this by myself
I
my Crew is 2 Live
I ascend like Christ and watch you die
Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!)
Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!)
DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop
whip
You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan
They rollin' two deep, so they ain't too sleep and crews creep but they
'bout to take your ass to school, nigga
Show you how to move, nigga, we live by no rules, nigga
Ohh, uh, one to the two, yuh
Million dollars on me
out, yeah
"Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God"
"Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God"
"With the crew from off the Hill"
B-really
ho ho
Everybody say
And check it out now
Who is the cat eating out on the town? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And make the whole dining room turn they head
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