Lyrics:
in this shit
Had to stay down to come up in this shit
We all from the bottom no paper to gold
They say that rap over welp
Bitch I'm the goat
My niggas
work oh
We must to find out if she can be my wife (oh oh ooh)
But it’s easier said than done
B3hw3 mos’ma m’etutu m’apaapa do up and down
Mentum nkasa
I'll do anything to hammer
Shwii nfa mi hu matra earth I'm in the sky
Life be hard Wey we go do anything just to get by
Sagaa anaa mi rap na Kyi s3
life, I can see beyond forever
Everything we are will never die
Loving's such a beautiful thing
Oh you make my world, a summer day
Are you just
free
And now those days are gone
There's no more time
And no more show
But I still hear those songs
Like the young boy I was long ago
Close my
are crying while mothers are trying
To photograph Santa and sleigh
The shopping and buying and standing forever in line
What can I say?
I need
Ay, ayy, yeah
Oh na-na-na
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Young nigga keep bag on me
I'm a young nigga with the swag on me
Young nigga keep bag on me
I'm a young
yard looks a little rough
And God I miss that little boy who always kept it mowed
We say still lives where the tall grass grows.
So come by and get
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Coast to coast
We've been all around, everywhere, it's quite the sound
East Coast to L.A. and all that's on the way
Don't
Breathe
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta breathe
One and then the two
Two and then
North Side East Side
West Side South Side
We ride on the DVRK SID3
We ride on the DVRK SID3
North Side East Side
West Side we ride
We ride
man? Not far
The greatness they claim, not all
Are not, we are those juggernauts
Me El, we hail
Like a young Che Guevara and Fidel
Castro, cash
begins to glow
It leaps into the hallways
And climbs and twists and grows
And the paint she wore to keep her young
Oh Lord, how well it burns
it like the (shit) never gets spun
Oh yeah this (shit) just begun, and we came to have FUN!
Put away your guns, ladies keep shakin your buns
won't stop till it cuts them down
But that won't bring back three
Thousand people who died
On the day the World Trade Centre fell
Oh, on the day the World
a party going on in my head
While I think about the blood that we shed
Them party, oh get up playa play
There's a party going on up in here
Back in
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Oh
You know we had to get The Hooligans up in here, we gon' take this pussy nigga out
Yo, Dot, I got you
Woah-oah-oah-oah, woah-oah-oah-oah-oah
Yeah
baby goats.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Open the door, its Mom!
No, you are not Mom!
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
We are seven little baby
One, two, Jurassic Crew
What we bout to do, brothers have no clue
Three, four, tear down the door
And give the party people what they came here
1, 2, 3
And I woke up early this morning and I went to the 5 and dime
I saw this pretty young lady that was real, real fine
I tapped her
gonna rock this?
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
(One, two, three, ah!)
(Hey) 風を呼ぶんだ
(Ho) 越えて行けるんだ
(Hey) そこにあるんだ
創造すればいい
Now is the time, are we gonna rock
match, how cute we'll see if he puts up a good fight
They usually drop like flies by round 3
I'm not mistaken, he's for the taking
I'll be the karma for
Waauw
Die young
Lean on me
We gonna die young
(Die young)
Stay with me
Road to Zion
Lean on me
Cuz we gonna die young
(die young)
Stay with me
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