Lyrics:
to the center fo' da quick lay
Slay, anybody come in my lane
Gets blown out the frame by the Flipster and lames, look
Who is this gettin' swift with this
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
believing in sovereignty
We are on our Dead Prez
Our faith, what it bigger than?
Our gospel is not a genre
It informs my every decision
This is who I am
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
(Clones)
They think they beat me, but I'm on they ass like a back pocket (Yeah)
Your're in the past, you are not popping
You're just mad I'm the hot topic
Beat the Dike All Night We safe
Ruff Water Wild Waves
Got a Tuff Wall an its too Tall
Its too tall y'all
Waters High Time When The Devil Rides
Wild
a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by
by my respect
Fuck the three O 3:15
Yea, but what our eyes are Mars
Times was hard, I grindin' hard
Free my dawg behind them bars (Free Roy
to retake moments I'll make better
Hidden among the pages of your photo albums
I can replace these mistakes one by one with hot glue
Stand right there I'd
the rim
You ain't made enough to sit by me at all
I'm getting Rich Off Tim
Long live the cardholders
I keep on killing banks
Why would you compare me
to Opa-Locka
D-R-E, 'nuff Miami shoot up off ya block
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
I got a choppa in the kitchen, Betty Croc is the name
what we bring, yeah Wake up, we are di real ruff roller Ya understand, we got the fizz like sodaWe all in, get it, fuck it, progressiveI'm screaming out
it in my melanin
Do a world tour, going places that you've never been
Man are doing shows now from Serbia to Kettering
It's funny how it happens
to you dukes, I was wrong
Well you out there now, so put my black ass on
And sure enough, huh, in about a year's time
I was r-a-w, goin' for mine
Push in the key
Leave the city
Four or five days
Spent by the sea
Wife and me
Here we go
Round the harbour
See what their
Shops can offer
Play
ego based in any way
These are things that people put up
To confuse you or distract you
From what it actually is at this
Point it's Michael Jordan time,
See 'em stress when I come by
Need a test to make punchlines
Leave a mess, had a ruff time
Rest in peace DMX been a ruff ride
All alone fuck
Him warmly "Here you are
" the prolific rapper and producer tells him
"You've walked in at the right time"
"Sweet, " Ocean replies
Picking up
Fuck your mixtape, that shit's not (fire)
Fuck your album, that shit's not (fire)
Every time, you hear Chip drops (fire)
Touch the mic and ignite that
the Motherfuckin Chorus"
Whatever all the arrangements are we gon' go through
Fuck all the laws..
What the fuck was in your mind when you rapped on that track?
the game, paws up niggas
Time's up niggas, line up niggas
For the K-I, double L, E-are, Murdera
Shit's on why'all in every way shape and form
I'm
chumpas squandering
And the sound of the album cramping him
Well we don't play game when dem ramping in
Better watch as my timb boots stomping in
Down by the reservoir
By the reservoir
I Stay up late every night with my best friend
And dance in socks to dust covered albums
I lie awake every night
Mike when I'm under attack
Album's here, can you smell that cooking?
Man wanna chat 'bout the proof's in the pudding
Tell me to shut up, we'll both
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