Lyrics:
Yeah, I got a question, after the show
After the set, after the music stops, what's next?
Are we just writing songs or are we concerned
With
huh
Four was mild but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome nina Rolls shined up for you, baby, blin' blaow
I rock a throwback
'?
Oooo child I know what you're sayin'
Hey ladies! I said homegirls!
We've been goin' for the dog doo
It's gettin' to be a real drag
huh
Four was mild but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome nina Rolls shined up for you, baby, blin' blaow
I rock a throwback
this, yeah
Trappin' about, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I couldn't get out if I wanted to
All us rappers are trapped in it
We can't get out, you
like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, we gettin' ready to watch the Super Bowl
We got a black quarterback so step back
Trouble vision for
to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always
infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin' "Name me someone that's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for
me dog? (yeah)
Got six cell phones, who gon' call me dog? (Yeah)
This ain't a movie, we are not actors (what?)
Still use a duck ass nigga for target
then look at you
And both of you make such a
Beautiful muse for this music
But this is not a Mozart movement
But baby girl keep your composure
I'm not
methadone and powdered H to junkies with the sour faces
Knocking on the screen door asking for their homie Nate
Ten to twenty each, 4p.m. he leave so don't
this'll be the year that we won't forget
1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin'
this'll be the year that we won't forget
1-9-9-9, Anno Domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin'
hooked that shit up man, this shit's jumpin' off tonight
It oughta be happenin' at 4 in the morning
Ah alright, we got somethin' for their ass
Quiet,
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
on what I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't
on what I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't
at least we got good walking music
Or is that it?
No man, I'm queueing up the fourth album now, his final one
Nigga, what the hell are you talkin' 'bout?
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
Eyed Peas
Through a nation we build, off the music field
Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel
Yeah, your style's dated and you ain't came out
Some people really are
How you a man waitin' for the next man to get rich?
Yo' plan is to stick out yo' hand real quick
So if he feed ya family
to the music and committed to the wax
Tapes and CD's, baby, please
You make me want to scream
You're on my team starting first string
So why are we
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
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