Lyrics:
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course, they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
To me everyone a victim
To Live in sin and feel vindictive
Tales from the crypt
Scary stories since I've been feeling encrypted
Decipher
accomplished I don't know I don't have conscience
I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; I'm head hunting
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
Hit the road, key of coke in the manifold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
I rip this
I'm glad not sad I flipped this, now can I get a witness
[Chorus]
Can I get a witness, can I hit a, never been ?? fitness
Don
want to live my dream with you
You say that money don't matter it's times and the memories
And now that ass gettin' fatter and I know it's because
I got an album full of memories
I got an album full of memories
Not a lot of faces in these videos
cll you gon hear is some pretty hoes
Dancing
and pluck down the lightning
Watch the conductor, see the live wire
AC dC, it's okay by me
I can switch and change my frequency aC
DC, it's okay by me
I can
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
crashes or drugs
Last night on 33rd street, I saw a kid get hit by a bus
Bus this drawn out torture over which part of you lives
Is very hard to take
leave when she hit this town
Hoping she stick with' me and don't ever have to ghosy me again
When time come 'round
Snow bunny
Double R inside her
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Had to explain
live it
Hear it my spirit is where it should be
Don't push me if you pussy, huh
I spot em, it seems you want to ride the dillz
I got em, KRS got
infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him
Maybe
I don't like the name Progressive Poncho
But now it's on a dozen of my album covers
Hell no
I don't like the name Progressive Poncho
But now it's
fronting MC, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can't rap
I said it before, I'll say it again
You don't belive me, ask your fans
When I
on a branch and I watched it fly away in the wind
And it hit me
It's a beautiful world sometimes I don't see so clear
Some days you just breath in
Just
y'all Kleenex cats who stay full of germs
We hit Fifth Ave, while y'all still hit Stern's
Don't really care 'bout y'all, really hear 'bout, y'all
live real down here, Lord let us live
No playing around here, Lord let us live
Don't hate my hood just hate my shine
We coming out we on our grind
We
To roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
Screams rang out in the night
Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone
A leather kid,
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