Lyrics:
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
down, I’m sick of the fraud
I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage
we all know your last name is what got you a job
you use to put together gimmicks
how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
And now your back from outer space
Just turn around
'Cause your not
around here after the beating your poor excuse for a racegoose took last week, and every week for the past decade!
UNCLE WALTER:
Old Benny paused to rewet
flown so fast
By chance we meet and magic's happenin' once again
The second time around let's make it last
Come on, darlin'
Hold on tight, don't
flown so fast
By chance we meet and magic's happenin' once again
The second time around let's make it last
Come on, darlin'
Hold on tight, don't
dance the last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight
Wo-o
I need you by me beside me to guide me
To hold me to scold me
Cause when
realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing
In the mirror's edge, where shadows dance,
We'll find our balance, and take our chance
[Bridge]
Through the twists and turns, where fear may tread,
In
with stress
'Cause just around the corner be's the best nigga (yeah)
You're fearin' my clout, if weed got you runnin' your mouth
You better blow that
shall taunt you a second time-a!
ARTHUR: Now, this is your last chance. I've been more than
reasonable.
GUARD: (Fetch-e la vache.) wha?
GUARD:
want you at my gig
Nothing lasts forever
But never say never
It's the beginning
Brooklyn is singing
Our song tonight
This is our chance to feel
Get this paper (Twerk dat, pop that)
Work that shaker (Twerk dat, pop that)
Go ahead baby (Twerk, twerk dat, pop that)
Turn around lady (Twerk
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
don't turn your back on me, no, please don't disappear
This is my last chance
To tell you I love you
Before we
Find new places to love
Find new people
you there
I know you care, felt numb since September
When I heard the news, what I'd do to speak one last time
Think I always will be haunted by
when there's not enough,
Don't turn around now give yourself another chance!
You're not on your own I'm always by your side,
Just keep pushing
quivers
Cause with this Hawke it gets Sinister (Went over your head)
Skeptics become believers
Eulogies given by preachers (Send 'em off)
I'm a Brooklyn
to the timid
You either fall or you be great
Your last chance is always truly your last
Take your chance and bow down to a king
My pity ain't gonna last
Bitch!
crank the Lac up
One match left, this the last turn
Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
I'mma earn 'til the last court adjourn
'Til the last gavel drop
arms lock
We gonna go this liar harm while his crying moms watch
Last seen in Brooklyn, they found in a Bronx lot
Rifles on the roof, yeah we got him
This is real talk
I'm a real Brooklyn nigga
This is real talk
I'm talking right by Linden P's
This is real talk
I used to rock Evisu jeans
That's
to run around the yard, trying to flee from Leonard, who was frenetically trying to catch it. In one of the turns, it found a way out to the street. So
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
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