Lyrics:
put you in my song, I know one day you're bound to hear it
I done gave my heart to you, and dammit I don't understand
Why you won't take me back
guerillas performin drive-bys up on ya gangstas
Strapped the Cadillacs, my lyrical assault murder weapon
I'll blow ya rips out ya mid-section
Chinese
on Hennessy
Kingpin, boss in the street, call Vinny D.Onofrio
And offer condolences after my song
This beat couldn’t put up a fight on its own
I gave it my best
tryna find again
You wasn't there You wanna meet my kids
Wasn't there You wanna meet the kids
All the pain Just toss it to the wind
Spark this up Blow it
a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? Y'all niggas do it the mic ruin
Your life by screwing, your wife now cruising
Affect with
Artist: KRS-One album: Adventures In Emceein
Song: What's Your Plan?
Yeah we live this
It gets kinda hard sometimes
Tryin to help those who dissin
Trippie
You try to test me, boy, I got all the trivia
Pull up on me and I bust ya interior
Shooting a lot like it's Curry no India
Slide on the block and I
And the voters are stupid they judge the book by it's cover
Chorus: Crime scene colon these cold streets we patrol on
Trying to get a hold on kids strapped with
Is this what you wanted
Is this what you wanted
Take all yo anger out, scare off my homies
Is this what you wanted is this what you wanted
What am I
time I did that shit that little bitch pussy trash as fuck
I want that double R truck with five percent and wrap it up
I might just go fuck my opp
a groupie hang by, buttered up
I ain't getting with you, yo' love her in her gut
That's the reason why you can't even bubble up (Come on)
You get
Temptations crossing through my mental
Looking both ways
Foe I step up on my way home
Foe I seen a girl
She was standing bout ye tall
By a plastic
you got the will then it ain't hard to find a way kid
So face it, live up to your dreams and your goals
Just sign on the dotted line and gimme your soul
Yeah, it's magic
Uh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production, you bastards
Come on
Ha, hey yo, stop playing man
This is real
go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit (drank)
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift
Yo!
This one's for the ones I grew up with
Whether you was a peer, co-worker,
Wherever you are, wherever I am
I wanna say thank you!
This ain't
tryna find
Pieces of it buried deeper but I couldn't so you know that that's a sign
By design all I wanna do is make rappers resign
Keep my eyes
by my side we both doing what we think is right
Only live once in this life whatever you do better think it twice
There's a whole lotta sticks in
really wrap niggas
Nigga put me in a song talking bout that I’m a rap victim
I been through the p comfy
And I slap niggas
Niggas nice asf up in jail
[Chorus]
Yo yo yo
I'ma put it down so
Gucci gon' wake up sore
Ironic its gon' hurt
But when I'm gone
It'll make you want more
Scented aura
Stick up, I’m highjackin' em back
I’m the shit bubblewrap, get rap to rap
Flow god, that is so hot, step on yo back
Bitch now you hunchback and launch
put my heart on every song
Aye fuck this fame shit I'll give it up to have bro
Still on that gang shit All of my niggas throwing fours
Watch who you
And pickin' up bitches, in the late night hour
So check it and everybody get naked
This might be a nigga last record
But respect it 'cause I could do it
the late night hour
And pickin' up bitches in the late night hour
So check it and everybody get naked
But respect it cause I could do it all night playa
I'm
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