Lyrics:
debut
Album, power of the Dollar
And finally in the spring of 2000 it
Was ready to be released by
Columbia Records it represented to him all
The struggles
lead
And in your local corner, that's where it's all sent
It's all neatly designed and properly placed
The science of a drive by, with an enemy sneaking
the pain, the agony
It's all in your head Listen to this dude
That's the motto we live by, who let you into this studio
It's the life or death experience
sprawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a f*** about tomorrow
I know it's gettin'
Tony Brown an George Flash come master it
Jim Brown fight the struggle inna di heart a it
Starkey an Daley the bloodbath a it
Bucky Marshall an Tek-Life
Red dress
Nice eyes
New tux
No tie
One night
No lies
007 gonna save your life
Red Dress
Looks so nice
New tux
New bow tie
I'll fight
By your side
All
Can't fight the withdrawal
I need my daily fix
I can play guitar
But I'm no Hendrix or Kendrick
You can call me Harry Morgan
And that'll be it
You get it
it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze
Please... back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga
From my first fuckin album nigga
Red dress
Nice eyes
New tux
No tie
One night
No lies
007 gonna save your life
Red Dress
Looks so nice
New tux
New bow tie
I'll fight
By your side
[Chorus] (Ja Rule)
This life we gon' live it up
When the dough gets tough we gon' get it up
Anybody hate on us, we hit 'em up
Baby we can't be touched,
the shit hit
Real cocaine baby
Got corrupted by the 80s
Real cocaine baby
Get it ready Then it turn to base
Real cocaine baby
He been slanging since the 80s
inside his Lambo it's ample
Life is a gamble, 15 years old red rag around my head
My sisters used to laugh and call me Rambo
Seen Eazy's legacy melt
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
And now our hearts are broken
It's too late
Oh, Joey Prate
Running wild in the streets of Somerdale
Living life for all it's worth
Timmy and Remy, Craig
Alone again alone or this
And my moms yelling to be back inside by ten
We both know it wont happen
And tomorrow we'll be laughing
While im spilling
album
Hope that it's a banger
Hope that it's a killer
And if you would be ever so gracious to do so
(Deep breath)
Go share this album with all your
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
[Intro]
"Ready...set...and begin"
Premo beats on the machine doggy, yeah
"Ready...set...and begin"
King side ta yu
[Verse 1: Craig G]
Ready, set,
Bruh
Sometimes you just got to relax
Sometimes you just got to unwind
Maybe Timon and Pumba was right
Maybe hakuna matata is the best way of life
on a quest to be the best that I can be
But for a little while, I want to live my life normally
So for all of you who stood by me through every moment
It's
floorin', psycho like Norman
Bates, no trace, no murder case
Innocent like OJ
House niggas get scoped by the revolution shooters
Fuck Glyn Craig then we
life
You must prove, you're a man
See now I'm back wit the force, read about the kid
From the front to the back of The Source
You see me back
If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I lived it, that's why I speak
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
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