Lyrics:
golf, I could hit holes today (today)
Glass house loft, Atlantic Station, had it trapped out (trap, trap)
Water on my wrist like I died in the Atlantic
And the hoes love 'em
Very little promotions on this album
Never heard of 'em
But it's jammin' like the fuck
Was jumpin' out the stores
Cause I was born in
Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra
Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall
Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes
See the Walt
Says he's goin out to find blind spots and he'll do it
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it look like?
[Chorus]
Says he's goin out to find blind spots and he'll do it
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends (Yeah)
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don't know where it
just drop my next album on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready, vice-prezzy and this Presi
Got some shit up in my bezzy, (so what ya sayin'?) My
when the bridge was up
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that mimsie starr
Just got pinched in the astor bar?
Well,
cream of the crop, creme de la creme
Spent years buildin' with cats in the streets, so they my men
Again, Gang Starr has done it
Remember too much
for a ride and hung out in the drunk-tank that night!
But just before he laid his head down in the cell
G looked up at the cops, smiled and said
I’m
Got the goons in here, yeah, and we roofer this bitch lit, yeah
Then we suited up, we toolied up, we booted in this bitch
I ain't playing no games, I
This song was first released on the It's About Time Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
There's somethin' about the ocean rising up
that he manifest
Used to stay up late by the
Radio and bang my desk
He made me wanna be a part of a movement
Start a foundation, I started a crew with
comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic city
Well, I got a job and I put my money away
But I got
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be
And the Mississippi River's flowing downstream
Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere downstream
Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere downstream
Gonna meet you in the water
By the waters of Buncrana
I sat I did sit and weep
On the pier adorned with algae
Waiting for sacrifice
The sorrow of sacrifice
The Atlantic Ocean
don't feel me
My album is bulletproof, y'all can't kill me
In 2003 the lease is up
We on the block now, no need for y'all re'in up
Pop your seat up
x-ray tricks,
It can take a picture in the dark and can even see through bricks.
I bought myself an album and filled it up with snaps,
And I've got some
Why thank you
(pick up jack please don't eat that glass my friend)
(Have you heard, about dear Blanche?)
(Got run down by an avalanche) No!
(oh
stays in luck, truck
There's a new gangster in town and he's coming up
Staten Island's cap on hoes with most info
Crown Royal bottles in the back,
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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