Lyrics:
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Intro
The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by
KRS One.
Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Widdy bye bye bye bye
Yeah, long time coming, had to earn my G
Gold diggin' hoes had to learn my fee
I beat a couple cases, I'm H-O-T
I'm Snoop Dogg to the world, gotta
resisting
Cheeks are flushing
Now you're living
Say goodbye now
No resisting
Live your life like
No one's listening
Be the art the life is
(the perils of rock n' roll decadence)
I know this chick she lives down on Melrose
She ain't satisfied without some pain
Friday night is goin'
the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter
Gotta get to the money, get money money hey
Livin the life
Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life
(I'ma live
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Who me?
I take this open beat (Yeah)
I smoke myself to sleep (Alright)
Got myself for free, yeah, ayy
Made a left right up
took a hiatus and wrote a novel, motherfucker
I got more verses than the Holy Bible, motherfucker
'Cause I'm sittin' on five unreleased albums
West there's no good cla**es, and that's what yo' a** get
Not even electives? Not even prerequits?
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
Only time of the day I get to spend on my own
I was trippin' off how I used to sleep at ya crib
Should drive by right where you live, and pick you up
(uh-huh)
Yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
Know what i'm saying?
Yo, yo yo yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin
She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class
I weigh ya girl then
Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga
I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga
Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga
Bad
I don’t need no diamonds (She don’t need)
And I don’t need no money
(She don’t need, she don’t)
Some people live in castles with
Sixty or seventy
dit die o
Dit dit die o
Dit dit die o
Dit dit die o
She lives in an ivory tower
A tower built by fame
Um Hummmm
She's got the wealth and power
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
Clo-ose by me forever
A-and love me I pray
Bless all the dear-ear children
I-in thy te-ender care-are
And fit us for heaven
To-oo live wi-ith thee-ee
at fifty, new songs by Nas would be hard and live
I leave 'em scared like when they hear their name called, but ain't nobody there
The definition of my name
Sultan king cruel majesty
Ordered that his women die
A single night this for all his wives
Takes his pleasure then their lives
And so for many
Yeah yeah, hahaha
This shit is effortless, nigga
Let me see what I got
Look, the shooter snort a gram of flake
Shit was Land O'Lake
Bandana on face,
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
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