Lyrics:
the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its
get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest bitch in this place
I
the same to him whether any of you conceal his speech or declare it openly, whether
He hide by night or go forth freely by day
For each person there are
the name of the
Song should be you know
The "Theraflu" song?
PW: yeah
KW: yeah, we’re about to give it a new name
PW: It’s getting that big – they’re
Going
the prose was profound
Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek
Boom it in your boom it in your boom it in your Jeep
Or your Honda or your Beemer
Now you're like a dead fish on my dish, too late
So party people kick your feet up, I'm about to heat up
You're hungry for a battle, now it's time
the place I'm hot and you can not deny
I got TnO by my side just bounce that ass don't ask me why
For days and days we been holding it down been juggling
Now fight the power, you bitch-ass niggaz!
Now around this time, Whites started callings us Negroes
That's Spanish for black object meaning we're not
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
biting heads off of bats onstage
You'd say, I don't know if it's real or fake
But I'd submit a resume for that career today
And then we'd talk about how
night)
Dance you into day (Sunlight)
I wanna rock with you (All night)
We're gonna rock the night away (Rock, right)
Bad
Your butt is mine, gonna tell you
you daddy, she about to be a bastard, oh
I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga
But think for me, nigga
Send her to you like she
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
to a dead man's ear
Distorting my story someone hold my beer
Rock your dome to the atmosphere
The fate of those who do not adhere
What you know about this
holding it down
You know, the Geeski, Xipe Ollin, it's his stage name for those who don't know him by his behind-the-scenes name, you know, his real name
I'm ready for it
Path wasn't steady for me, I walk different
Ain't code-switching, I talk different
Revolutionary, my thoughts different
You man are
sweet as sugar, don't pump cane
What you know about the cops searching through the vehicle
Had to tuck the pack, and you nervous cuz there's a three
why every coupe I hop into, is aqua blue.
And I thought you knew, rock with me and I’ll rock with you.
This for my (city, city)
I rep my (city, city)
and killed for bravery
We shoulda got our freedom much sooner
You never seen a blackman on _The Honeymooners_
But now somehow we've learned to earn,
Buddha-God, the sage shore
Salute the lyrical tear-up, we never fearin you
Scarin you, too tough for the wack, we never hearin you
(You stuck by two
the prose was profound
Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek
Boom it in your boom it in your boom it in your Jeep
Or your Honda or your Beemer
like who the hell
Get your money, get your hoes
We gon put it down for our city
You know how it is
Nigga we loose and we all about I's
Deep in the club,
As they were boarding their ferry
To go to the soundcheck
And they were super chill
You know we only talked
To them for a second
But they were like
Do you
While you rock the mic and I rocked the cut
But now that I'm making a name for myself
All those DJ's are like
Yo Jeff whats up
All that stuff is dead
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