Lyrics:
the road I grew up by
And I see the game like an umpire
Motherfuck one time, and everything combine
I am the boss I have a nigga
Tell ya bout the gun line
I wanted to take a moment and introduce you to a song that was written and produced by my son, William Walker Jr., called Raise Me
This song is deep,
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
'm tricking
Not "Otis Williams"
But, I have to go "The Distants"
And, I have to do the most
Just to try to make you listen
But, everything I say
It's like you
kisses
But your cheating heart will tell on you
I love you, I'll prove it a thousand ways
And that's why I got the lovesick blues
I wanta sing about
know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno,
Narration:
I was born Jonathon Aaron Steel,
to the parents of William and Elizabeth steel.
I am a Leo, born under the sign of the lion and I was
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
bars and they way too creative
I'm a smart but i'm a reckless kid
Loved by many, hated by less
With bro's and dargs hope u don't get bit
Don't follow
'm disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
WELL I CALLED FERGIE'S CELL BUT KNOW WHAT
EVERYTIME IT RINGS WILL.I.AM BE PICKING UP
I COULDNT BELIEVE I SCOOPED EVE I THOUGHT SHE'D SAY NO
SHE WAS
'm a legend that means I gotta die right?
But WILL.I.AM. will I be ready just when my time strikes?
I'm bad like Jordan I'm fresh like Will
They gone still talk
Hello, mark
I know you're not there but
I know that you love the lord
And I remember when you was a little boy
You used to love music
And you loved to just
Reginald, too
They will recommend it to you
Have a little Coca-Cola
It's the very best I think
It isn't alcoholic but you can have a frolic
If you take enough
Hi Margot
Merry Christmas
I wrote you a song because I think you're pretty dope
So ah...
It's not that good
But I think you'll like it. Yeah.
So... I
Put all the other fine selections right away
That is the only tune I want to hear you play
When I get married if there's music I will say
"Hey boss
that's a hard concept to grapple
Now William-tell-me how you let them apples?
I'll make ya dance, ya snotty little nance
You're nothing but a show pony
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Tell the DJ what we want (Biggie Smalls! Uh)
We want Biggie
So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back
Talking about the gats in your raps
But I
pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen
The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by
Yow we a squad up pon dis one
Ee-Hee!
Yow
We is thug niggas,
What-What niggas,
Don't give a fuck niggas,
Show love
But not afraid to shed blood
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