Lyrics:
the world)
I'm represented by Fetti, I'm so hardcore
Feet to the floor, on one accord
Kick open the door, not knowing the score
I'm tatted and matted,
on air pollution
I'd walk the streets of Baghdad at dawn
To find a real solution
Write down my soul for the people to read
I'd make my secrets known
winning is the only thang
When you're living life in the game,
No more Chuck Tees on my feet, it's just Adidas
Man they get the truth to the streets
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too fuckin skinny
Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin ass feet
while my vogues burn, up and down the street
what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,
what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
You swallowed my face
When you kissed me today
It was sweet but okay
Thats a little much
And when we walk down the street
You''ll be right under me
I
(at my feet)
I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe
When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me?
(Me, me, me, me, me)
Do you
nigga shit, yo
Jumped in the game feet first and I paid for my actions
Hospital stays, laid up, related to asthma
And all I knew was chase paper in
to the end of my lifeline
So when I die
You can say I balled for a long time
The 0-8 Frankenstein, beast like Sasquatch
Feet size thirty-six
Steppin'
halo
Hip-hop ain't dead, consumers changed up
Rappers love to see gold like
The end of a rainbow
I stay low like my socks under my ankles
Play the back
always leave me wanting more
So keep my feet within the house,
And stick my toes just past the door
Let me know when I'm in love,
Let me die when I'm in
the block for grammar
Yeah I'm a beast dog
And you should watch where your feet walk
Cuz every time I rhyme you
Hear the streets talk
And my homies do clap
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
trillions
The cost of weapons ran into zillions
There's gold in the street, and diamonds under feet
And the children in Africa don't even eat
Flies on their
The clouds, they held no water
And the oceans turned to sand
People by the millions
Were gathered in the streets
Their voices had gone quiet
Just the sound
The survey says, by the streets according
Kanye's just important as Michael Jordan
Was to the NBA when he was scorin'
Ralph Lauren was borin' before I wore him
you see (You see)
I bet my haters can't breathe
Nigga, don't even compare to me (Nah)
Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare)
We can fuck 'em by
touch her shoulders
I'm in her ribs like, hey what's up
She in my closet talkin' bout
How much these cost don't worry 'bout it
Just make sure you tell
trillions
The cost of weapons ran into zillions
There's gold in the street, and diamonds under feet
And the children in Africa don't even eat
Flies on their
A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in
My view, I'mma get it right, just so you
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Bust a ?
Mouth to mouth resuscitation
Let her hug
And when I'm done
Tongue touch me 'til I'm numb
But first the outcome is income and then some
Get
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