Lyrics:
The way I feel away from you and phone calls late at night
Waking up next to you at mornings light
Dinner with some music on you’re telling me about your
through the speakers like you got no sense
You're wild on the 2 inch
Got your platinum plaques to prove it
Your music's been around the world movin
And it
you down
Understand
That's what it's all about
Quiet your mind and hear the sound
That comes from deep in your heart
The music it plays will show you
like I'm tweekin' off blow
Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul
The street slang I be speakin' in code
Kick in the do's, freakin'
rappers lack the impact of your music?
That's because they ain't got that heat rock like me, you know what I mean?
They ain't spitting like me
They're
made
Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.
[Vinnie]
Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown
Some
was down on the ground with nobody
Some in my town said my sound was a hobby
Now that I'm crowned they're astounded and oddly
They try and come
far from coroners
I heard some corny words said about my music though
Talkin' all that shit, sound exactly like a groupie ho
Most Dope, got you
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
the music just for you
So you can do the extra crazy Biz Mark dance too
Or even do the dance made up by yourself
As long as you're in good phy-sical health
See I’m from the Chi so I say that’s my guy
And live or die that’s just how we do it
And when we come through
We always say GOOD Music
I can let you
you official
So they say, I pray there's a better way
My kids don't do as I do, they do as I say, 'cause daddy don't play
Parental discretion
start to renovate
Do it good, do it now and don't you wait
I'm an addict
I don't give none
Yes I'm hooked by music and on the run
If you wanna behind
[Chorus]
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Well I don't just do the beat
haven't)
Granny clippin', trippin' with Ellie and Jethro,
For listenin' to my music they choose it, they use it,
As therapy they're on me when I do this,
ya'll by my records
Them same ones that be talkin' 'bout I'm dirty
Be buyin' my shit and hidin' it
Why all di dutty nigga them sit around and judge
wish you were home
Baby, you're asleep by now
You never stayed awake for me
You never waited up for me
No, you never waited up for me
Now there is
it down
While I cock back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing that I'm scheming
Just the right time kid, it's twelve in
What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nigga
Do you believe it?
You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
Do you
'Steada doin' them, they'd rather do me
Watchin' them is like a Broadway play
Sittin' next to the Queen
Is the closest they'll ever get to Brooklyn
Why
blink you could get tooken
And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin'
'Cause kids tired
running from the man
Blame it on the music
Or the movies and the games
Turning up the volume
So that you can hear the sound
Cause what's a kid
through
My squad gotta roll through come through
Tell the young high school kids keep dreamin'
Because they sure do come true
Then I say, this that fuckin'
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in
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