Lyrics:
Mix Personalities
With you id rather be
But the next day I wanna be doin my own thing
By my lonely
Let me get this straight right now
It ain't no rapper
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
Niggas know wassup when it come to me
The highest ever flyest ever
Bitch I'm third degree
And when you see me I be
Right where I'm suppose be
that I need
Is the one, that leads back to you
I got that shit in my system
Somebody gon' be my victim
Eh, so where you at wit it
'Cause I can't do it
a nigga to
get peace. Now it's broken and can't be fixed. Cause police and little black
niggas don't mix so
Now I'm creepin'
Through the fall.
tha
Left for a minet now im moving right back
Dam
Why you gotta do her like that
You ain’t never seen nobody do it like that
Dam
Why you gotta do her
degree, I could flip your Vee
I call my stick Moses
I split your waves in half
Like he split the sea
Niggas don't want smoke, trust me
It's all talk
it around just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
Now, now, now
it around just to put 'em on
Bet you had to lay back on the bed just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up
Now, now, now
people around you, it gon' hurt they tummy to see these mills
Say he wanna get paid 'cause he ain't tell, these niggas want money to keep it real
Lot
Harry, Dick, and Tom, with a demo in his palm
Now I'm with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut that's doggy as in dope
But it's
baby
I think I'll understand
You want me to try and forget you
But I'll do the best I can
You know it's so hard to be in love
And then someone you
meaning or structure
They asked me to shoot, I do it, I have no character
Homegirl got a nice little turd cutter on her
Put a bag over his head and send
the vapor
I ain't got love for niggaz cause all they try to do is cake her
I ain't sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter
You goddamn right, I'm
the struggle so me turn a little to a lot
Got it all now we a fuck around and buy the block
I hit that pussy like I do the grits with a little mix
How many licks
sing my rhyme
About them same three bitches that fucked me good
Us niggas gotta do what the fuck we should when we want to
I might pass it
So get
you see me tinted
I did drive-bys
Now I take you on top of a high rise
See if you can sky dive
I'll bring it to you at your local gymnasium (uh, uh)
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
I'll tell you this right now
If they bring you Downtown and they're Fucking serious cuz believe Me there finding charges
To hold people in jail for
the presentation to the Audience
It is now up to the audience to appreciate the finished work
To apply seasoning without tasting is an insult by an uncultured,
Harley
Shawty playing nice till she act naughty
Bring it back, spin around on the table now
Mix things up like a DJ when i come around
Right by my side,
Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'
Word up I got shit to do you
, beside me, Yeah, right now
I can come anytime, maybe tonight now
I just want to see my, my light right now
I do Wish You Were Here
Cause I miss ya
I will
the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a scientist
You want to rhyme, you gotta sign my list
'Cause I'm
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