Lyrics:
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
you was standin' there with all your men, we coulda solved this then (uh)
I'm a grown man, dawg, come holler
All you did was slapped hands, smile
that make the babies (oh, yeah, baby)
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas' house
an egg get laid in there by something you can't see.
Pray for people he said you could feel it in the crowd
My thoughts began to wander but his voice was
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
'Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
Son said my mother when I was knee high
You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I
There's nothing in the house to make a boy's
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
livin poor
Got me thinkin on a made level
Shootin my gauge to get paid
A fuckin crazed devil
Mad shit from here to there
Day by day
Year
could be makin' love
Didn't used to talk like this
Now you say you're givin' up
Took too much to build this house
I don't wanna sit and watch it burn
gets no rougher
Shut up, the alley cats' got attention to get
And drop these L dope lyrics on ya,
The beat is pumpin', you know I'm sayin'?
Tell
shit, there's no gimmiks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boyz courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Verse 2-(Buk)
Get down, feel the ground, shake 'em up
shit up, no not there I got family
Nothin' happened, mind your business yo step
You know we connect, JFK 2 LAX
They want to lock us all up
the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, "Ja what up, dawg?"
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin' there with all
of weak-hearted weep and moan (uh, uh, I get up and we get it cracking)
Only the strong will continue
Do you have it in you?
Cah we've got a journey to go
finally called
When I walk in the room
There's a table of men
Always men, usually gay
Who've been sitting like I have
And listening all day
To two
little mockingbird, sing
Oh, my little mockingbird, sing
I need you to get up on that stage for me, honey
And show the men it's not about the money
is about thirty
Think the business is the hallways, I've been up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If I get
here
I'm trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare'
Hey there's money to be made and, n*ggaz got the picture
Stopped playing with my paper and, we
can't do the time"
But I'm rolling, so that's a fucked-up slogan
The Hogan's, Heroes, spotted the guerilla by the Sizzler
Hitting up police killer
said nothing's impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
I never waited on a miracle
There ain't no
these Boyz II Men
I play somethin' verbally, capable to murder the
Average MC; the tough ones I'll burn third degree
And if you're thinkin' that I
no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
to ignite
I said nothing's impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
I never waited on a miracle
There ain't
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