Lyrics:
to rock right now)
[Fresh Prince]
You want to rock, Jeff lets do it a little somethin like this
From the heart of West Philly, came my man named Jazz
to be good
It is all a marketing pitch It is all a marketing pitch
You's a bitch, you's a bitch
Art of war got me living sucker free
Can't teach the real
your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in
{dick} is
Thick as a brick, raw with big {balls} that bend it
Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie
Let this lyrical guy scuba dive right between
everybody got a palm out?
Plp, yeah that be me, and that be what I rhyme 'bout
I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout
Rattpack, where you at?
to cut me out of your life? We're a family right?
Just leave it be...Let me be alone.
You can't just go like this. Please don't do this...
I'm sorry but I
fire back
Correction
I'm wit it I'm wit it yeah yeah I'm wit it
Man they got me on lock but I still can't be stopped
Me and the homies grew up
Ayo, somethin' funny, somethin' got you caught up in digs
It's me, why you wanna pimp with today?
Two made from the boy, yeah
Now, helpless, he's
days I can't fly, can't catch my rhythm
Yo, imagine the days this Daddy cape doesn't do its job and I'm left to find the grace in gravity
Accompanied
Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I still get through
I know somebody watching over me
N now that you gone I hope you do too
I can't
You got what I want and I need it right now
Give it to me baby, I don't care how
I want it all, I want it all
I want it all, I want it all
If
pressure
I'mma spit it for big roars and not a critic whore!
Hit ignore, I got acidic core! In this war you're nada when it pours!
Wanna pla-ay every
would be sitting on millions
Reminiscing when we were so broke and living in Oakland just chillin'
I thought I'd have it in the bag by now
I thought
a lot
But they all playing they role, put that on everything that I got
And all I care about is my city, man, I can't say it enough
I done heard things
of water.
incest may make your grandchild a princess,
sometimes I feel like my life has gone to hell
and all I got is this lousy t-shirt.
I preach
Because that’s the
Future that’s the niggas
They got me and Cudi it’s life
We’ve got a hundred years out here, a
Hundred years on this planet, bro
And we
homie, my brother
Real shit it's all true this for my bolzi
You know me bruv and how long I known you?
We ain't even gotta be on the stuff
When i say this
shit's fucked
The ghetto lifestyle's too much
If I bust, be proud of me
You can't take it out of me
So I'm a bit stuck
But, I got too much to lose now
Love
Man, starting five when it's game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That's a strange sign, I can't really trust you
Ain't have a clue that I was
from the heart; the art of it made it interestin'
Plus me and sister blend before we got intimate
Friend or no friend, my man caught wind
This chick
got a man I could be your side ting yeah
Man I hope this girl's single by the way she whining
Bruking it for every man she can't by my ting
And I don't
wanna be down but she denounced
I got my shot and made it, bounce
Now you tryna rebound
I'm living in the now
While the future figure me out, told
graduated
Now he got a whole meal ticket
Got a meal ticket, came from whippin' chicken
Yeah I come in the bando where
Y'all know I'm water whippin'
Servin
really can't be wrong, you're game (oh sha la la)
Now you're really living, what this life is all about
Well I just saw the sun rise over the hill
Never
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