Lyrics:
and rhymes
Cold crack ya if the rhyme
That ya crime is mine
You're impressed day by day by
The rhyme I say see I write a rap in April
Then you bite it in May
to Edison Shay and the Chopstick MC, the whole Kli family, yeah
F&f Hong Kong, what up! You know, it's mad long, right?
(Henry Lovell), shout to Keep Up
Did the SNL sample take the edge off of it
I'm glad. Have you seen that skit
No but I knew it was SNL
It's so good. Oh my god, yeah, James Franco
Let's be real you ain't gonna make it James
Music underground just know that shit will never change
I don't care how many hits that you think you
the hypocrites
Or side with the suckers, by choice
It makes no difference, that you're a product of environment
Is just coincidence, the world's a violent place
a man,
and we took a small thing to a new land.
And when I said I loved you I wanted you to understand,
its real.
[Chorus 1x]
[Jermaine Dupri]
motherfucker
It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
Here's a letter to the New York Post
Ain't worth the paper it's printed on
Founded in 1801 by
Then she ask me "How it taste nigga?"
I reply with "honeydew", think I needa nother two
You damn good baby but ain't hittin like your mother do
Umm
Ha
go, go, go, go, go
Was it cold nights that made me cold
Do the stress increase my hunger
Tell a lie then make a promise
Fish like a man niggafish,
yeah
Running out of luck, yeah
That's enough
I been roughed up, yeah
I been chopped up, I been left to monsters
You the real imposter
Should've known it
know the story, if you love it then release it
I'ma make a fucking hit and then release it
We can't recreate the magic, Fantasia
But we could keep this
it's real
Peel the top up like a toupee
Mix the water with the soda
Turn the pot up, make a souffle
All of y'all can get it like group-page on your
it's real
Peel the top up like a toupee
Mix the water with the soda
Turn the pot up, make a souffle
All of y'all can get it like group-page on your
Help me, I can't put it away
And you can't make me so I disobey
Help me, this thing is feeding
Hopeless and fucking beaten
I tried all along
y'all niggas change by the day
So I do my thing out the way
It's only a few real ones left
I don't treat 'em different, love 'em all the say
Teamwork
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
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You make it worth living
Nothin like you're siblings
Everything I know about anything, I got from you
Love ain't enough
We got it locked in
Niggas cut me off when I wasn't beneficial
I been callin ya moves foul I'm just too official
Real niggas call it when they see it why u ain't blow
before you touch it
Any videos, promotions come out of your budget
Endorsements, tour and merchandise, they finger-fuck it
You make, like, 35 cents off
Thought love was a lifetime
But it's a timeline, you gotta make it count
cnd I wanna forget all about you
But seems like I don't know how ‘cause
You might
back
This is now fuck the past
Memories fade and pain lasts
What would you do if you really could
This your story so make it good
What's it like when you
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