Lyrics:
a little dumber
And then another lunges man we do this every summer
Jokes and memories pot and shots of Hennessy
Neighborhood memories you can feel
a new life out of this hole
By worshipping this chance vision of love
This brilliant light you've given me
And by this beauty I will never give up"
But
a point I had to acknowledge it
But broken hearts hand out broken promises
I’m In a room surrounded by some people that I’ve know for plenty years but have
We'll say that we're sorry for keeping you waiting so long
[ VERSE 1: Greg Nice ]
Now countries at war, little kids cry rape
Some are lyin, dyin,
to Hakkasan
I give her food and all she
Want to give me back is
Whipping whipping whipping in the kitchen
I told my little nigga that
He really got to listen
I
Quarter to nine when her legs doin' clock hands
She love me since a top boy, now I'm a top man
She cut her last nigga off cah he ain't got bands
Little
to rest his feet
A fat man walks into the pizza shop
Another little one walks out with nothing
Pretty girl walks by and I say,
She turns her back,
about life
In just a little while, she learned that with a smile
She could have pretty clothes, she could be any man's wife;
Rich men romanced her, they
I'm the man
I'll never give that man a verse and boy, did I stick to my plan
Two requests over the years and I declined them both
I just made up some
lean
On the wall watched y'all pitfall
From the sticks, I crawl
To the ball in my hand
I'm saying
From the left field, Gary Sheffield
And just like
you was that fine
Like damn, where you been?!
Body like a house girl let me in
Your man is a loser bet I win, bet I win
Bet I win
Your looking like
burning tracks
Your learning that if your unconcerned with
Rap no turning back now
Man I'll bomb you please from up in the trees
I'll freeze the season with
MC on the scene with
Five of the best out now, so leave it
Used to sell a little bit of
Weird on the T strip
Pushing my weight, yeah shank in my jeans
You know its our music by the movement it makes
The crowd that it draws
The yearning you get
To prove what it takes
Move
Throw your body
wanna know
It’s funny when you speak the truth they can’t comprehend
And since they feel like they’re the man they can’t shake your hand
Like they got
a remarkable discovery shattered that myth forever.
Inside was a glympse of eternity.
I am a little bit afraid, yes. You'd be silly not to be afraid.
Egypt's
(dinero)
Merry Giftmas (yuh) Merry Giftmas
You better give me something good or you gon get hit (yuh!)
Drinkin' hot chocolate by the fireplace
All these
flashing the king
But now your hand you ain't showing
So give it up you're bluffing
I know you up to something
But I don't really give a fuck
So let's get
motherfucker man just like me
17 but he be smoking packs now (packs)
17 but he be making racks now (racks)
He don't give a fuck about the ops he be making stacks
He gets up each morning and he goes downtown
where everyone's his boss,
and he's lost in an angry land.
He's a little man.
But then he comes
I lay my head in chaliced hand and bloodstains
Sick of being slave to what i can't change time time for me to face the trail with the faith
out the shower and fresh off the toilet
Then one night he be out
Just repping a set
Approached by a man
Who was dripped out on deck
And he told him he
ragazzo
Non sapete chi sono Io
You don't know who I am
Non sono un uomo qualsiasi
I'm not just any man
Let me tell you a little story
So you'll understand
man
"So proud."
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong
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