Lyrics:
without good bye
I'm sure my butterfly will be alive inside
Alive inside, alive inside, alive inside no
And if I die I hope I recognize your eyes
And by
American
So's I can understand
And don't be dealin' off the bottom
Because ooh that's rough
Take five, five, then stop, that's enough
Now when you bet put up
One more try
We have too far to stop, now
Yeah, Dilla
One more try
It is all that we have now
Two DJ's, one microphone
We freestyle, we write
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
the world is after me, trying to get to me, trying to stop what I do
Because I'm the only one that looks out for me, can be me and walk in my shoes
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
to recognize who is player and who is real
Look into my eyes
You will see the dollar bill
It wasn't possible
I make it real
Sun is shining felling alright
I m
clockin' (clockin')
Yeah we wrong but dare a nigga try to stop us (try to stop us)
And you can get it, anywhere anybody
Dem Boyz got work, Dem Boyz got
Don't let your ego get out of hand on ya
It ain't a good look when crook-kharma land on ya
Balance yourself, bring out the Zinedine Zidane in you
Game, recognize game, granddad
I recognize game? Your granddaddy recognize game
Game, recognize game, and you looking kinda unfamiliar right now
I...
of the side.
Feel the tension. Man! What a ride!
I said, "Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly!"
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by.
Now all
recognize fame
Niggas they hang, niggas they bang, niggas they slang
Pick up your Mac 10 quickly and bring the pain
One in the brain, one in the body it's
Got ink tho
Step in my range
No end
Look at my fangs
I'm lethal
Got a nigga
Feeling like him
Aint no nigga
So
I don't need to be on 10
wanna blow up
together, equal bad news
She can stop your world from turnin' just by lookin' at you
And I'm a lucky SOB when she says to me
Come pick me up, in your
a writer that look like he's home alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the microphone
This has got to stop -- your whole spot
Is blown sky high, battle why
I said, "Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly!"
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by
Now all of a sudden she started to knockin'
Chorus:
Look at all these haters surrounding me every day
hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay
stop all the hatin I can't take it no more
all tangled in orange
and if nothing rhymes with that then
let me vent all my new complaints
Stop the tape looks like a wrap they say
No one heard
teach
Make you cram to understand lyrics so dope
They oughta cut me up in grams touchin' my hand
Before me and my man rushes to jam, crushing why'clan
music, Akon (Who dat?) A.K
Recognize bwoy we don't play
Do it like this each and every day (Uh huh!)
So please stay in your place
Hate to find you with
us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven
[We rock Polo] You cop Chaps at TJMaxx
Think that you could battle me and win? Next plan
There's a better chance of Eminem joinin X-Clan
'cause we
nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight
I don't stop rappin' like my first tapes
When I was broke, I used to sell em instantly (instantly)
One look, you could tell
things you do got me going crazy
Got me thinking to myself can you be my lady
But hell naw, cause I can't fall in love wit the cut
Just stop by to hit
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