Lyrics:
into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
I see five killer realer niggas ready to roll
the presence of a G
Don't fuck up my paper meaning my cheese
Or the ones I use to roll up my trees
Fuck it, you know what I mean
I'm riding round, smoking, my
the struggle in my eyes
So I know anybody can be touched
You know what I mean?
Oh God forgive me
Somebody please say a prayer for me
Needed my parents
into my eyes?)
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
I see five killer realer niggas ready to roll
nigga
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm been in the game since '85
And I know a ho don't do nothin', wanna play a nigga like 9 to 5, alright
Yikes,
you want me
Come get me, here I be
In the V-I, V-I waiting for the
Yo something in your wait, go through it
Pretend you got a swoosh in ya baby
on ya back
[Hook x2]
Yo, what it look like
You got crack what it cook like
You gotta track, what's the hook like
F is off the hook, right
We stole
Portuguese is I'm some clever guy.
But if "parley vous" means "how are you"
then won't you tell me why
When it's night-time in Italy it's Wednesday over
pull out the shotty
Causin' permanent damage to they bodies
We niggas like Gotti, takin' it to the extreme
Doin' whatever it takes, nigga
By any means
a fiend, potato yams
Put money on his hand, I call it head band
You die here, Dennis Rodman
It feel like we won the Final's, we got five rings (yeah)
We
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I
Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the trunk
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I
Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the trunk
Let's get it
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
But I picture myself gettin' paid
And you might
sheet man (amen)
You gotta get it in bruh
Let's get it (amen)
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
dis really real
All dese years, am I really here
Have I really live what they call a miracle
How you shoot clips, put it in the air
Mean mug
it's all we need)
'Cause to love you would mean everything
'Cause everybody needs love
Dealing with tough times
Seems to always blow my mind
But I
Wreckonize, all my MIA
[GZA]
Formed in very a strong advanced post, east to west coast
Ahead of time, competition not even half close
Let's say, by no means
let's get it, go in it like we Ashford and Simpson
Or Ike and Anna Mae on one of they good days
You smile like sun rays, five-five with brown eyes
The way I play the game you
Think I'm smoked by the chronic
It's the Boy Scout
Stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your chest
My
Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it's where veterans spark
niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong
And all
Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
as the stratosphere
I can hear the voices in my mind when I rhyme
Give it up, you're out of time
Never even had a prime
Like if Preemo never linked up with 5
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a youngin
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
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