Lyrics:
darlin', darlin'
You never even called me
Well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name
K dot dave
Watch how K dot move, something not like you
Have your gun by you
'cause niggas will try you
Watch how K dot move, something not like you
From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit' you
One of Mini-Me's shoes got more sole than you
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't
water, boy, you better be a swimmer
I ain't worryin' bout y'all, sittin' on my Hog
While Miss Anita Baker sing "You Bringin' Me Joy"
I came straight
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
darlin', darlin'
You never even called me
Well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
boy head, boom bye bye
I.Q. sky high, I flaunt why'all to hardcore
Conquer, why you frontin dunn? You don't want war
[Chorus 2X]
[Outro: Method
don't need one
NB: The TV Version continuesthe
Album version continues below
Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
(Note: Performed at the Marquee
Club 19 12 1985)
(Note: Original by Black Sabbath
On album Technical Ecstasy)
I've been gone a long long time
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 a little kid with
a dream no more, man, it's, uh, it's my reality
For that, I'm grateful
Beyond that, actually
And by the way, I'm finished with the new album
Yeah
Uh, I
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
the fuck up, bro"
I love y'all, Antoinette, Donna, Jamie, Stephanie
Jenny, Paul, all you motherfuckers know who y'all at
And legal, man, album delivery, I
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
(Hit-Boy)
A divine creature, ran through dimes, divas
I turned blocks to beaches
By the time you see us, we just turned tides even
Cuban chain,
the boy a chance no problem
And I don't even need it no more
Let's be honest
I been top three in my city
Before the album even processed
They don't wanna
Only deserve it, if I'm winning it
Why you listening, if you ain't feeling it
All original, never be stealing it
Killing it, if I fall, I got resilience
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
Uh, y'all know what it is
Uh, y'all know what it is
Uh, y'all know what it is
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken (spoken)
Words
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
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