Lyrics:
swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
And this how I do, and I ain't got stop
Telling the truth believe it
says "I've got every right to get loud." I says "You can't do a god damn thing about it, because I'm expressing myself in your court, and there is
the tomb
I ain't got no room, that's jus what it do
That's jus what it do, that's jus how it is
Show em how he live, you couldn't do this shit
Trust me that
the funky-and-strong
It's tha tack, you tell the DJ let the record play on
[Afrika]
Play on, play on, play off, play on - uh yeah
Uh do you want me to flow?
Uh
the funky-and-strong
It's tha tack, you tell the DJ let the record play on
[Afrika]
Play on, play on, play off, play on - uh yeah
Uh do you want me to flow?
Uh
ever want me by
When we lost track of time
Did you ever miss my side
We lost track of time
And i thought that
We lost our mind
We lost track of time
really want you)
That I still love you so (I really want you in my world now, darling)
Just another love song (Huh, huh, break it)
On the funky track
dreams came true
The first thing we're gonna do is buy yourself a new dress
Take some pictures, put you in the LA Express
Teach you how to walk in some
the world!
'cause all my fuckin' life, it's been the world against Earl!
What you think I'm-a do...when my back's against the wall!!?
Fuck it! get
The enemies, do you know who they are? (There they are)
A devil with the dorags be walkin', now I had it up to there
Oh yeah, that's the last straw (The
doin', baby
Keepin' it gangsta
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? Let me count all the bullets I got
How many bricks could move?
doin', baby
Keepin' it gangsta
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? Let me count all the bullets I got
How many bricks could move?
Too many cats that want to rap, and ain't sayin nuthin
Foolin ya self, how let ya ass do it to ya self
When it comes to cash, we the ones doin it, who
right, I say wrong
Change your mind or we'll never get along
Most people want nothing to do with you
You can feel it too, it's not new to you
We don't need
you feel it too? or did I leave you yawning? it is my time
And there ain't gonna be no warning
Watch from the sideline how I rise
And hate all you want
a case yo
Here we go
A True 2 Life documentary
Eventually
They'll mention me for centuries
From Me 2 You
Now here's a clue on how we do
Be True 2 Life
When we get it they'll say how did you
Driving me crazy I'm zigging and zagging
Might dream of a bag every now and again
All by design
I'm getting it
new track done and dusted
another new track people wanted
another tune you can pass about
and tell ya mates its the new one by blackout
im sure by
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor and don't curse
You're telling me don't
we wanna say
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor and don't curse
You
off)
(And I want you guys to do the thing with the cellphones)
(I want some cellphone lights for us right now)
Girl, if it's alright
(I feel like
to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by
everything I do for real
Bitch I'm camouflage down
Put your camera phone down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's going down
I'mma fuck you like
She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
Where ever I go it's all the same
Do the pussy have a name yeah but it might change (da,
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