Lyrics:
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
call me Dane, but my real name is Dana
I've came here just to put you on
Cause I'm taking the rapping world by storm
In the rap I've made a change
mo' trial
Released on this wild earth, my generation hit worst
Will my development arrested by the government
Younga niggas strugglin', livin' life
nobody in this world could ever take me away from you
I am always by your side
If you need someone to guide you dear
I'd like to try
Don't give up
(Woop woop)
It’s the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It’s world war 3 in these
no relation niggas don't need Maury, no way
The wackest version of my sons
Steve Nash on the gas I'm getting it done
It's so sad no pride they copy
down your door like police will
But you know that I can’t keep still
The city chose me to a give it life
And my beats are the defibrillator
I can’t
Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine
Chillin with these mixed emotions
So much I can't wait to say, can barely hold it
What will I say in the moment
All these opportunities, the door is
almost changed it but that word just described it best
Put you in my Top 3: You, Your Thighs and Breasts
I wanna see if we can make all these lines connect
today not counting me coming in late Its like a three ring circus running here nine to five My deadlines come and my deadlines pass on by You see I’m
had to enter a five-digit code on my side
And they only had to turn the knob
It made the most sense for me to be the one to open that door
The social
Up on Scorpion Hill watching life
Passing me by in the pale moonlight
And I sat there forever, three sheets to the wind
It's not helping my case,
the kick
It ain't nothin homie, you be frontin
Rollin down the 'Shaw and you think you be humpin
On laces? He look just like a lacehead
Before you hit my
down,get on over the hump
Let your feelings flow and adrenalin pump (ugh)
Stay on your guard,never take three strikes
Get everything you want but get
my room, their in my room
[911 dispatch]
Ma'am calm down, deputies are on the way
Is the door locked
[woman]
(shriek)
[911 dispatch]
scratch the surface See what's underneath it
Underneath my eyes I'm a different person
Look into my mind see a different version I just mold to fit
a 1-2 wayback
I can get 'em to your door in an instant
Send a block, titty rock on the imprint
Money don't stop, over time
Check my time clock i'm takin'
are stoned if
You think I'm gonna let the rocks sing my song
Take my job, let 'em rob me over fear that I shoulder
I'm a bolder
Version of myself than
on a side quest
For too many real shit's hard to digest
That's why you catch em with a frown,
Lying down on their ass
c version of me could relate but got
I can be down
I can be out
But one thing is true
Is that my heart will be full
As long as I'm with you
Yeah it's been so long
But it feels brand new
the door towards the
End of The Shining
Uhh! Robbing and rhyming is my drug
Not only the block but the microphone I hug
Tsunami flow
Suckers act like they
Side?
Chorus
If I go away
It'll be a while
Till I see your smile
In the mirror
By my side
I'll be on the other side
Of the world
On the other side
the name of
N-i-n-j to the motherfuckin A
Straining your brain like T.V. Static
Check out the funky 3d graphics
Rave visuals, enter my digital zone
As I
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