Lyrics:
hush you like a kid
In a crib, damn, it's time to silence the lamb
Big L gotta silence the lambs
To my man D'Shawn gotta silence the lambs
To Naughty By
to explode,
'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID
I'm in here weekly
You know my face by now,
Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this
walk by (don't turn around)
I'm forced to see you
But deep down I love it
So far away, but I still see you coming, alright
Hopefully we run into
hammering down like skies yammering
Inspecting the craft like fragmented catastrophe
Hard to evacuate like accented tenacities
Catch wreck, my characters stat
this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
I'm Big Willie, you silly Sally from the valley
Ain't nuttin' changed, wait a minute, I'm
yo..
If school was pussy, I wouldn't miss a day
Big John Jay slay around the way, fish fillet
Taste the truth, ay' no more lies like
I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say you can't afford this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
of me
I miss your broken China voice
How I wish you were still here with me
Oh, you build it up, you wreck it down
Then you burn your mansion
[Shane] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man
[Kane]
Check it, we wreck shop, from night time to dawn
It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin
them Black Eyed Peas
Kids say 'That's the jam'
Beatnuts baby back by popular demand
Drop another jam sock you and your man
If you don't know by now, BLAM
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
of myself.
Noises are taking away my casualness.
Noises are making me scared.
Big noises are made by big shots.
Some noises should never be heard.
the wickedest ting
nike boot to your flex, the wickedest ting
big money man' earn, the wickedest ting
them boys aren't ready for, the wickedest ting
its no long
ain't football
Mid-city magic
It's parades after the rat race
Wreck the grand Marshals
Buffet until they stack plates
Sparking martial arts
Heavy
By any means necessary, it's about to get scary
Call all your friends, tell em come in a hurry
Word on the street, is these niggaz got plex
So y'all
Yeah, check it
I tell you (no lie) bitch nigga you (gon' die - kill or be killed!)
Or get bodied just because you (walked by - nigga be still!)
'Fore
dome)
Man Shot, let these haters know
I was intrigued by the way things ran
How it was done (what else) how a bitches mind was run
So I hollered
You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you
Cold
You know the yolk it's spreading from
You laugh as people scatter 'bout
Surrounded by a veil of stars
You realize your life is dark
'bout to wreck shop
This c-note off dead body
Smokin' and leanin' nigga,
Stackin' paper foo, you know what I'm talkin'?
Man, I'm larger than life
Oooh Oh Ohhh
Not At All
Nothin' At, Nothin' At All
Nothin' At, Nothin' At All
I Don't Wanna Feel
When I make it big, I'ma roll up to the grammies
You caught me by surprise baby
That big ol' ass on top of them thighs baby
I just want to know if you tryna slide baby
Why don't you and your friends
chance at life
I need that right i Need that left
When I was with you, girl I was a wreck
Fuck all this love shit i need me a check
I need a big house Just
I'm valid to catch wreck
I put in work
Nice with the flow
And these verbs
And these bitches ain't right yet
I ain't gonna fold
I took a step on a hoe
.jpg/200px-Poster_for_The_Nervous_Wreck_(1926).jpg "The Nervous Wreck")
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