Lyrics:
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all
It feels so good to be back (mosh with me)
I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once,
without that?
Why do I always come back?
Oh, what I wouldn't do for you!
And I'm startin' to think that maybe you need me
Maybe you need me
Maybe you
first back in they mother's womb
This shit is written, in my eyes I'm the illest MC spittin' (what?)
Leavin' all of you cats shittin' kittens
I gotta
fight it)
Then sit back and watch you burn
They lift you up (You might feel it, but don't believe it)
Give you your task (You'll see it, when you
this medicine's counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
Checked in at the Royal Garden
in the back seat
Every time I close my eyes
Or sinking through the pain or the memory
I'm holding on for what it's worth
I guess I love the way it
you hear me?)
Oh, oh no
(Bring that beat back, bring that B-Cat)
Who did it like the King? Go tell
Sent a bunch of kids to the NFL
Did it from
my J's and lace some Jack in my Coke
Work on my laid back, ain't nothin' wrong
With gettin' my sun daze on, gettin' my sun daze on
Girl you know
And I gotta go
Damn, here we go again
I just came back
Girl, don't make me go again
She say you been in the streets
You was with that hoe again
the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
the rawest in town
Cause I'm a (Thug By Nature), strictly for the paper
Ain't nobody steppin' to Steve (B-O-N-E)
I come with the ones, I come with the guns
again?
I'll be back in a minute
You can get it together by then
What was it you wanted?
You can tell me, I'm back
We can start it all over
Get it back
Front porch sittin' in an old rockin' chair
The sun is hot in the Texas sky
Garden growin' clothes out on the line
Dusty road when a car goes by
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
find a way to survive, shit is a miracle
We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters, rice in the fridge
Bread in the oven by the roaster
We be
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get
by myself
Annie Mae, Annie Mae
Don?t leave me here to cry
You you you leave me leave me
I believe I would die.
Annie Mae, Annie Mae
I can?t live
It's midnight - And I don't want to see you leaving
Thought of you - going back - back to him - is killing me
Baby please - how can you torture my
Nigga back in the day
When a nigga had to play with the a-k
Boys had em all blown away
Nigga don't play
I be flippin' my lid
Sippin' my gin
Makin'
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my
lot pimpin
Told 'em get the Impala so I can start dippin
Lay back, seat recline, they notice the hand
Car movin slow, driven by the invisible man
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
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