Lyrics:
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
on the corner
Now I rock a teller suit, looking like a owner
No I'm not a Jonas, brother I'm a grown up
No I'm not a virgin, I use my cojones
I moved onward,
From the album strontium 90 (pangaea/ark21)
Words and music by sting
Everyone I know is lonely
My god's so far away
And my heart belongs to no one
these thots (A lot)
Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my
Warner Brothers
We started on his album
He wrote his rhymes on paper
Before Sidekicks became a modern day phone
Same time our buzz was
Generated from G
Heart" by writer Butler
-charted in 1966 at #91 as "He Will Break Your Heart" by the Righteous Brothers
CHORUS
He don't love you like I love you
If
free
Only a few chosen, rise (rise)
My ghetto queen, rise (rise)
Don't be afraid to try (try)
Too many of us died to the door to open wide
My brother be
but had the same heart (yeah)
Enjoyed seeing the light, but lived in the dark
Fifth album, bumped heads in the parking lot (aight)
Was a quiet
twice a year at the National Guard Armory
Or the old school house we'd go see
The Blackwood Brothers who were coming to town
To sing especially for me.
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
do you prolong?
Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on
Ha, you can't handle
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
No, my brother, you've got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Yo, it's like the box sets
Star Wars, Fast and Furious franchises
Six projects, six
ain't that you sellin', it's your karma
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown
Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
bedside
Now it's in the dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like I'm Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin'
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sisters to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your
rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin' Henney and I'm tryna forget
But I can't get this shit outta my head
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