Lyrics:
[I-20]
Yeah, adult Hip Hop 25 and older put your hands up
Rich Nice where you at baby? Whoo!
I go by the name Bobby Bronson
Yeah, this is Disturbing
checks
Gem Star the Regime, Black Market, the movement
Like, look and he deliver, we eatin' your food, man
[Chorus 2X]
[Killah Priest]
It's the Market,
into a state
With a silly grin upon my face
Don't wait up
Say don't wait up
And she'll be waiting by the phone
But it was her decision to stay at home
friends
But he needs ten pence for the phone
Had a girlfriend, she was very, very nice
Walks by him now, won't look at him twice
Liked his dress sense
And I ride a wild buck through the streets of Brooklyn
We travel and we roam, we're an American band
Where I lay my head's my home with my american man
I
Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip
I loved him like the brother I never had
He was my go-to-guy on 3rd and 10, made me look good
cause his fam is crooks
Man they push more weight then Jay-Z
Off the books and Dick Cheney stay in beef like P, caught in a jux
So felonious, masonic
to show him I long to see him dead
The walls dripping red from the axe in his head
And I'm sure now he's dead by the look in his eyes
Put me to sleep
going down
Ya know what I mean?
(Yeah)
My man Bow Wow
(Bow Wow, yeah hear me now)
Yeah ya heard?
(Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
it's going down
Ya know what I mean? (Yeah)
My man Bow Wow (Bow Wow, yeah hear me now)
Yeah ya heard? (Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's
It seems just like yesterday was the first time that I heard You call my name
Since then, so much has changed
I'm still the same man that I was
blown out the hoax
New position new position
Affected by the heat
You look cute with flushed cheeks
You don't make a man want to run
Your space is
I have seen the dark side of a man,
When he takes it upon himself with a gun in his hand,
Blinded by rage, infected with hate,
Know's that he's
sure?
Before the night is over
I'll be yours...
Boys:
Why do you think it's wrong?
Take my hand
Don't bother with cliches
I'm your man
Girl:
And by the look in his eyes,
I knew that that love was still alive.
Hidden between the lines of the letter.
Oh, an' she wrote about love,
She wrote
Lovely Rita meter maid,
Nothing can come between us,
When it gets dark I tow your heart away.
Standing by a parking meter,
When I caught
Primitive and deviant like prehistoric man
Intimidate infuriate 'cause I don't fit your plan
The way I act the way I look the things I have to say
Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see, it's getting late, oh, please don't hesitate
Put
By the Egyptian Gate
I wait in my penance vest
I've never been so lost before
So I can't help myself possessed
I want to be torn through
gutter loans, get her sprung from wetter tongues
Body bangin' like a whole set of drums
Damn, wit time flat, spit my game
Drop a quarter by her nice
is survivin'
Your realistical leads, day by day I'm dyin'
Say I was gone, but rhymin', I didn't do 'em
Make sure the coffin is closed, 'cause I be
upon
A youth he thought asleep
But the ocean said that he was not
And brushed a wave against his feet
And when the young man didn't stir
But lay
seen me ha?
Man fuck a cop, I wasn't even tryin to stop
The conductor saw me boogeyin, and still closed the shit up
And I spit in his face, before
to outrun the sun
Take my own life in my hands
Fearing God but never man
Take my ancient hand, look me in the eye
Looking past the lines soon you'll see
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