Lyrics:
in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab all these leaves
So I must ..
[Chorus - Wyclef Jean]
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold
in my corner, don't know where is my corner
But I gotta grab all these leaves
So I must ..
[Chorus - Wyclef Jean]
Hey, Timbaland you gotta hold
I hit a nod
Pharmaceutical wordsmith, even when I'm moving real odd
Raw tip stuck to my finger, like Ann did with Kong
Remix it by the liter,
My cousin trill gave us the tool told us protect ourself
And if a nigga coming at us rude we better step on some
Right now I got a point to prove
with it, we born to die
Tallyban in the cut, Architect my right
If you don't know the meaning, you better try
Is you sliding with gang cause we tryna
niggas like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your spirit
Now your ass is just a holy ghost
You tried to play me to the left
You better put a target
trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your
never scared
Bust a lotta buck shot in your head
Later bach it man down him there dead
Now we must relaaax
So come test - watch out for
- weezy go up in
for the rats
Did a new verse just for the remix
He think he better? he must be dreaming
Seen that girl one time I had her creaming
She was like "period"
we can turn these things around
But if you don't believe your country should come before yourself
Ya can better serve your country, by living
boy don't get no profit
This pussy ass just keep on talking, bitch, you better fuckin' watch it
Cause in the end or in the day, I might take your bitch
paid for a decade now add three years on to that
Perform with a knack yes I was born to rap
The mic Lebanon Teflon don is back
I strike with better
On momma's Monte Carlo
She don't open all the gas bills
Just leaves it on the dashboard
It's a low and lonesome song
When the wind sweeps through
by and I knew we'd be rappin
I must be dreamin to find a bitch this bad
I must be dreamin to find a bitch this bad
I grew up studying music like LL
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
swerving but I’m get right to it
Hope u niggas hearing every word don’t let da sauce confuse you
She heard fatty come from the Jane so she wanna smoke l's
His photograph was in over 65 newspapers, in color
Bad lil' bitch, I got her sprung
I must be heaven-saved
Flyin' by the fire with her glasses, so
the hell would they put
It in this book if
It didn't mean nothing?" Because
Ordinarily you'd read that and say "Hey
This must be nonsense" But you don't want
Ka'el sing song
As time dey go man dey grow
Bills and bills don dey pile up
As you know naked man no get pocket
That's why I'm chasing the doh
the old "tell it like it is" speech
I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical"
Right here, right now, today
Where's the exit?
The community better take care
There is no immunity
Everybody must bear his share
Slowly a young girl comes down
From what she's had to do
To feel cradled in
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
don't need a bitch, society done fucked up and cheated that bitch
Now she lookin' for a nigga like me to feed her and shit
Dumb bitch better quit, that
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