Lyrics:
keep moving the way you do.
And don’t let this world take the hustle out of you.
Going down new avenues.
Never expected less than our dreams to come
get no rest
Shiit you want the best you gon get no less
Left, Right, Left,
Move step by step
Before i'm toast better get my bread
Gotta get my breath
the fame or the clout nah
This is something I can't live without
Uh call me jimmy I'm a bucket
Second on the clock had to throw it up I stuck it
Show up for
Then I Groove
While Most Of The 8 To 9's In My Past
Now Get A Rating Thats Less Than A 2
Its True, I Been Talking To Aleshia, Keisha And Nadia
to figure out what I say
I give less than a fuck, what you doing over there
Just don't get in my way
Hear my records feel my presence now and forever
Gang
Fah, fah
Grrah, bah-bah-bah
Gang
These hoes keep pressin' me
You cannot hate, if you less than me
Thick bitch, and she caressin' me
I
flows?
(Cairo’s Verse)
No man left behind
Unless that boy want to stay
We about that progress no less
Niggas not losing out today
These days I don’t care
Is y?all ready for Twenty-0-7, it?s now another drought
Everyone?s a killer, wow we buggin out
Since 86 showin the crowd what I?m about
And they
like semen, Mc's is scheming
Tryin to bag me baby black you must be beemin
Feenin, I dont know who gased ya head up
Im straight up, for less niggas have
the flag and hold it tall
But once they pull your name out
Are you ready to take the fall?
Sometimes our minds our searching
For the answer or sometimes
nickname afta dat is money
Let mi give dem di whole story, yeah, ya, ya
As a juvenile in di ghetto were growin' up
Their big guns wanted boy have
Man ya boy be going nuts
Anxiety just doubles up
Demons keep on rising
Blood is boiling as they bubble up
Everyday seems like another battle with these
HOOK:
Move to the top, Boy, Walkin' By The Spirit
Cannot be no flop boy, preach through that lyric
We gon show em Milly Rock Boy, YOu gon' have
with you
If you got me inside a God's house
I'm here teaching the youth
It ain't about buying the mall out
All I'm speaking is truth
Treating the booth
that's the old me
I'm Duncan on the competition like it's '03
They tried to kick me out the game but I won't leave
Cause I'm high key, better than all
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
was born the 3rd Month; He said less is more, but I can’t spit a few
You can’t expect minor casualties from a C-4 of this magnitude,
When I hit
Honestly
Ya'll trynna demolish me
But can't bother me
I'm sayin
Rap is easier
Done than wrote
They just say
What they think and go
But if you ain't
say
Game hall of fame, flow is MJ
Muy caliente, je m'apelle Rebel, capiche, comprende?
Son I'm touching 'em up, trust I'm like
Justin Tuck how they
of earth
Put out your hand
And touched the face of hell
All this is why you don't have anything to say
When your boy tells you
That he is seeing cracks in
skeletons hit that “Subscribe” for satire
And though this hell is ten times hotter than the start, I ain’t tired
Thank god I’m Death or I‘d have drawn my
than the way it seems
So lota people fall for anything
No hopes no goals they just tryna get by not expecting anything
Never follow the crowd no matter
give me less than I gave you, it's hard for me to be apart
I won't ever leave you cold baby just find your way into my arms
My life is painless and cold,
cutlery from a slang mouth teacher
And money is an ugly god we all fall for
I got land mammal, cannibal, natural evolving squackbox
That means when I
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