Lyrics:
right here
Aiyyoaw, aiyyoaw
Originators we came, gladiators, God-body regulators
We're street educators
I was born through the womb, of Emagene Hamlin
album on the shelf?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who went platinum with one video?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who smokin dro in every state he go?
[They call
R.I.P. Ty-Ro may he rest in peace
He died 9 years ago when his album released
I'm not sure anybody heard it when it hit the streets
It had a cute
skurwielom wiesza się serwer
I znów namieszam mam werwę zrobiłem przerwę na chwilę
Byś rozkoszował się nad stylami stylem
Kończy Cię mamić pieniądzem pokusą
na stronę
Skurwielom wiesza się serwer
I znów namieszam mam werwę
Zrobiłem przerwę na chwilę
Byś rozkoszował się nad stylami stylem
Kończy Cię mamić
Two thousand light years away
I see a comet coming down from the sky
It’s unusual to see an event coming on by
Nobody ever saw this coming like
sum
She take shit that bitch dies
And fuck the feds on talk ion talk we do drive bys then we walk now he chalk
Took his brain off he forgot he gon rot
performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped
Fam, take me to where the bars is at
Take me to the street where the bars is at
J.I.D, DJ Drama, let's get it
Ok, I'm mounted up (huh)
High off
(One, two)
Oh yeah, yeah
Mm, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I wish I could write you an album full of love songs
But I can't seem
And I guess that's the reason that nobody likes me
Or is it that I don't like anybody else?
Can't quite figure it out so I keep to myself
Too street for
a platinum debut?
You gotta come new, oh, where the old school?
II Tru and Ken Dawg, 9-7, summer time
Maintainin' these last days by movin' up the grind
Shyheim (T.M.F. #2)
Twenty-seven (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Wu-Tang (Stapleton, Killarmy)
Shyheim (T.M.F., Trife the under structure)
Word (What's
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
mic check one two
you know when you lose somebody
somebody that's close to you
somebody that's probably not even that close to you
you might have
two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
In a high holster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to cock back, we bust and your
mic check one two
you know when you lose somebody
somebody that's close to you
somebody that's probably not even that close to you
you might have
Near can't stop in a booth
Collected a piece when I picked up by 2
They still want me to lose
When it didn't stack up I had to remove
Running plays
spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was
been in these streets, makin' the dream work
Hit me on my two-way
Movin' a few days, but imma fall through, for you
Riding the MARTA
To Peachtree Plaza
looking at us that day
I hopped up on the HRT and got off by the Captain Ds
And walked up the crib left of the fork in the street and it was Aaron
The first
This the prelude to the album
This is everything
If you can actually pay attention
Imma tell you everything
What do you want to know
Fuck it this
Hey, this is Silent Echo
This track, this whole album
EkoZNMahMind is about bringing hip-hop back
It's here to stay, listen
If you're hearing
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
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