Lyrics:
on a track, Noma & Obi
All I need is 2 drinks and I'm getting lit, yeah
She told me to hit but I told her I'm celibate, look
Mum's on my case, thinking that I
sayin'?
Love and peace from Phife for '93, know what I'm sayin'?
Tribe Called Quest, Shaheed and Tip
This is how we flip
My man Muhammad in the house, huh
I smoked a whole lot
Not by myself man I smoked it wit the whole house
Drop top Chevy when I pull up to my ol' house
Damn it feel good ridin' round
I was blind
Now I count my blessings
Count my blessings
Wonder who will provide
Love is always with you God is by your side
Fear then we hide
What we
to town
They keep yelling out the name "MC Pooh-Man"
Look at your women she is screaming it too
Never faking the funk
Giving my fans what they want
If
hair
Here a knock outside my door I look theres no one there
Has to be I'm losing it, I cant tell what it is
The voices up inside my head tell me that
fucking house
She a bad bitch, an alien in a blouse
Alien freak, I'm the man of this house
swoll up
She make playa straight slow up
Say man this girl is a dime from head
To toe and from the flo' up
She make a drank head not even wanna pour up
an inn, but it was deserted.
Artilleryman: Is everybody dead?
Journalist: Not everybody, look...
Six cannons with gunners standing by
up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look lifes a bitch, but im on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling
ATL I got it on my back, you know I run it
Hey, come here, you know I'mma let you run it with me
I'mma get the cash and you can spend it with me
I'm
my
Song and this is the end of that shit
Goddamn it! Fuck that!
Look woman, fuck that, I don't want no
Ass from you no more look
Just step the fuck
Here, look at your legacy
Some things may never be
Years and years and years go by
Living silent side by side
This house was built long ago
No telling
is hectic
I'm overwhelmed with thoughts, leave a message
This Saturday I, planned on goin shoppin for my kid
Wanna smoke, no cig's, I'm like "Where
You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side
With this crazy, crazy world
Thank God I'm with my girl
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn
dream a
Your polluted house speaker, leader
Yes indeed a, dawn of the dirt and doom draws nearer
Here's a mirror mirror to peer, fear grows clearer
you now
Every house of cards we build
Must come back down
Look at what you see
And as you disappear
Remember my NAME
Remember me
Remember me
Remember
did it
Yeah, they took my gift and they blind me (blind me)
Where the fuck is my money? (Where)
Now here comes this big ass conspiracy (uh)
But
what's happenin' though (Check)
Gunn, I love you, Damu (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What's happenin'? Look
White tee (Man) , wipin' off the shells
For this G, man
her out the hood
Look man, I done been through it all, and I would be damned if I got this far
And I let them strip me of this message, let these
glad that Im right
Take cover, this is my house you're just a butler
A mere blueprint of how im structured
Designed by hate built by desire
The human
do is look presentable
But I'm labeled by the city as a criminal
They won't give me no slack Jack
And I got one strike against me already because
to cover pain
She left me here and slit my heart
I can't see light, I turn it dark
These rope burns be my beauty marks
Said ain't shit sweet, my life is tart
And so I say this to you
Stay in your cabins like the few
Who will remain when this is through
Let the music guide you
Unleash what's inside you
And make
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