Lyrics:
I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my
i
Love me so much right now
New album coming this summer
I love being a voice of freedom when so
Many people are scared to speak up
The world needs
album did for black folk's self esteem was so important,
I got concerned when she got sick on the road, she ain't heavy,
I'm her brother and I wished
Wake up too early to twist the key
Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee
Pour myself a warm black existence
Nine to five at the morgue
Overtime for
brothers in the SS
Now I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never ever
everything
All black everything
All black everything
All black
No landing, geared up for arrival, nowhere to arrive to
The subject seems upset by that
the good life, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm livin' the good life (I'm livin' the life)
Yes, I made up my mind (Made up my mind, yeah, yeah)
Credit
turnt down low speakers
But you looking mighty fine in your low cesar"
Lazy boy both feet up in my Sofia
Flow seem sorta grim no reaper
We've got the key
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
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the key to the Wraith
I got the key to the Bentley Truck
When I leave the booth, I'm gone pick it up
Facts, when I'm in my hood
Shit I do what I wanna
250
With four brothers in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never
Here's my advice to all amateurs planning to give a performance
Speak up, and keep the act moving
Servin' the role, a sole step-child
Talk
from my enemies
While I'm sippin' on Remy
In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam
'96 big body, sittin' on chrome
As we head up out the zone,
Slick Rick chain,
Shawty wanna be my main
Plane to the boat then the boat to the plane
26 on a ride fill up both lanes
Talkin' courtside, we be
back
Black, I swing low and sweet chariot, meet me at the Marriott
Key access, I'll be at the very top
Don't hesitate to stop the elevator either
nobody got to coppin her
Album, how come, you the hot garbager
The years clear your image and snooped up
Label got you souped up, tellin' you you sick
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
Rucka Rucka please go drown and shut up
Every Google image looking like
You taking dick up
I've sold more than all your albums
All with just an EP
The most important artist of this
Generation over 21 Grammy's
6 Consecutive number 1 albums one of the most
Impactful voices to ever grab
a dream
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yeah, our history, black history, no president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys so a nigga
get off tour I think we should hang and black out together.
Because I've been feeling sentimental for days gone by...
all those summers singing,
then picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me
confuse you
The fact is Meth, I'm harder than bottles made by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang, welcome to the House of Flying Daggers
Where the truth aim, flying out
off the page of my obituary
If life is black and white like piano keys, i'll add color by playing until my hands bleeds
If life is black and white like
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