Lyrics:
man down if you touch my cake
Whoo
Lord protect me from all these snakes
Bad mind people moving bait
Big man ting don’t get in my way
Big man ting don’t
barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (punch)
Grandma
dey worry
Very soon i go look dapper
No matter the matter my papa dey the matter
Me i know say me i no go get wahala
They sip wine you sip coke
All
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
Think it's a game well is not Man I then grind all my life just to get to the top Haters they see us they mug Just by the look on they face they want us
I hustle to get it my kids gotta eat man I'm putting my people on Momma
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
With the fuckin' habits of a the plan
I know,
(Oww) 'Cuz I see the man I want
I want him right away (Ahh)
I'm look him right in his face
And say dance with me
This is for my people, my party people
The ones who tax us, the masses, they are us
The sheep, the people, divided in classes
I go off like a shia bomb and all y'all see I'm on my
War paint
does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all
the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself, I'm on my own
But homes I could set the tone myself
And make the track that I could rap on myself
I wrote
will go by
And I'll just be a statistic
Another man gunned down by the opposition
But they say that I'm trippin' when
I pull my gun to protect
Too many
from the cathedral
What I should be
So take my lies
And take my time
'Cause all the others want to take my life
And I watch, with an intent, basic
cheating
[Chorus]
Say girls from all over the world call on my phone and them a
Tell me say them need the yardie bone, because
Then love it bad...And
people
Between 35th and Main
Yeah, that's where a blind man's seen my woman
People, a dumb man called her name
Well, all right
Well, all right
He
people
Between 35th and Main
Yeah, that's where a blind man's seen my woman
People, a dumb man called her name
Well, all right
Well, all right
He
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
Trying to figure out why people so fake
Make no mistake, man
Real is a wasteland
And I'm all alone
Sitting back thinking after every puff I take
Trying
just say it isn't so
You're really so nice! Right, Bro?"
No, I'm a bad man
I'm a very bad man (Hah, ha)
I'm a very very bad bad man
And all my people see
much to my
Beautiful, loyal, amazing fans
You are so filled with talent and joy
I’m so glad all the time
That’s a very little monster in there points
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