Lyrics:
the God of War like Mars
That leave MC's smashed by my Squad
It's odd y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous
Of my extreme fellas, rockin'
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars
Living by gun law
Jailcats come home and want to take yours
As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars
Living by gun law
Jailcats come home and want to take yours
As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
Youuuu
And I'm swinging for the thrill
See the skyline
I'm way above the hills
Cause I'm sky hi-hi-hi-high
Give the New York people hope
When I fly
Youuuu
And I'm swinging for the thrill
See the skyline
I'm way above the hills
Cause I'm sky hi-hi-hi-high
Give the New York people hope
When I fly
working full time
Every day drags by with the stress from the toes to—
The neckline and every last of the month is—
A deadline to the next bill, we pressed
"I'm the last emcee that's alive"
Nickle, nine, nine in the waistline
Diss me fine, you won't be the first one
Piss me off, you get done in
The only billionaire, playboy
Philanthropist on the block
Kidnapped by terrorists
He ruined their entire plan
Turned a box of scraps into
A fully-suited Iron
fallen to the ground
Children lost in the rubble and never found
Last night on Earth
Last night on Earth
Don't look back
It was the last night
I
about four or five months
Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months
Don't know how it looked to other people
I never slept with
about four or five months
Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months
Don't know how it looked to other people
I never slept with
Take back your rights
All the wealth you make is taken
By exploiting parasites
And they keep us in line
With a fascist police force
Global capitalist
Honestly I been too tweaked,
Pop like forty pills last week,
They been talkin all that rara,
Ion hear cuz talk is cheap,
Runnin my commas,
Really
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
the mirror, dreaming about blowin' up
The rock crowds make money chill with the honeys
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shit's funny how
people
My music bangin like vatos locos got rap in a choke hold
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna
and battled matter at the Earth's core
I did the show on a fireball
I did the show on a fireball, a pioneer
Ran into the jungle and jetted wearing a lion's
of a whore
Always wanted by the law
Wouldn't you like to know?
Wouldn't you like to know people?
Great King Rat was a dirty old man
And a dirty old man
to the forty ounce
Or the runts dat get stunted
By the blunts
This time I'm gonna take it down the line
To the ones that are ready
They be holdin' it steady
shock
V20
McKinley now dead
I do my duty
As the Country’s head
V 21
“Do right by the people,""
My motto my creed,
My hope for all
They shall succeed
V
check this, I know the bitch he rest with
I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten, inspect it
(Already checked it, dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)
must admit, I pretended to care so people would think I was smart
When it's women and music and the earth and art that moves me
And I'm political just by
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