Lyrics:
to stand before a giant
With just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had
think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy,
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.
We're just knocked
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
mean the same hollow tips breakin up in my chest
Same bloody t-shirt, same address
Same "Dogg Food" album bangin in my tape deck
Homey if I can make '94
take your cell, I'd be dead by now
But stare right now, get bread like wow
When the drop hit, now get head like ow
We let that AK go by J. Lo
You don't
you just capture my soul
Omoge, no be so
Make me wanna just take you home
Peru, para
Peru Peru, para
I'm loo'
Even Peru donde para
Peru, para
a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while
We do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cause what if I never love again?
Let this be our lesson in love
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums
Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I mentioned
for nothing but his pride
Just sit him down upon that chair
Go fetch some wine and set it there
Listen to the pictures flow
Across the room into
know!
What are you, scared?
Everybody does it! come on!
I might hang out with jim
But I don't need to be just like him
Got to listen to myself
Cause you
And that wouldn't be enough
So fuck these haters and fuck these hoes
Damn right I still mean that
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you
The Phoenix
The Phoenix
Aye yo what's good?
Man, this ya guy Lyfe Jennings, once again, man
I just want to start off by sayin', 'Thank you'
Dem Boyz got K's
Dem Boyz got blocks, Dem Boyz gettin paid
Its some Boyz N Da Hood sell anything for profit (profit)
Five in the morning
And that wouldn't be enough
So fuck these haters and fuck these hoes
Damn right I still mean that
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums
known to be the master in the MC field
No respect in eighty-seven, eighty-eight you kneel
Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform
Wax
I tell the truth when I'm writing my songs
I'm just waiting on gods time
I know one day I'll be top five
Chasing chicken like Popeyes
Everyday I'm
me"
But I called my girl up and said
"Listen, baby, I'm sorry
Just wanna tell ya, don't worry
I will be late, don't stay up and wait for me"
"Say
from my homey, yo, then I lay
back and mack and all the rhymes I pack
And wait for a sucker to jump and then attack
Well, I'm known to be the master in
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
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This album was made by me only
There is some couple of genres
Well entering my energy with different vibes
There is 15 tracks on this album
If
didn't listen again
You didn't listen again, whoa
Sweet memories, I never thought it would be like this
Reminding me, oh, just how close I came
I Say I Aint Droppin Shit Till 2028
(What The Fuck If He Comes On The 20th Or The 28th)
(He Said The Year 2028 Fuckin Moron)
And Listen Guys Wanna Be
On Sunday after church there'd always be a picnic
There'd be kinfolks callin' until dawn
Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle would sing
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