Lyrics:
is no getting out
The presidents and prime ministers leave us free to live so now
Go on and dance in the river
With that fella over there
The one who
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
On my grind
My grind's my life
My life's my hood
My home is slums
My boys is deep
Hoes is young
Funk is here
I'm out the way
I stash the cash
For that
amaze ya
We've been blessed and we've been gifted like Jesus in His manger
Won't you shout Hallelujah! Here comes your music savior?
From your heart
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
Boy dropped in, no father
1 grandma no grandfather
Raised by a single momma,
Low income housing Colorado
Suburbs where I was brought up
Rich white
twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces
And smile hello to the air
O the new children dance -- I am young
All around the balloons -- I will live
Swaying by chance -- I am strong
To the breeze
don’t beat the sweet out of my boy
don’t turn his hands into fists
…into blades
don’t beat the sweet out of my boy
don’t don’t make him live
Live his
don’t beat the sweet out of my boy
don’t turn his hands into fists
…into blades
don’t beat the sweet out of my boy
don’t don’t make him live
Live his
Down on New York's Wall Street
They still sell the American dream
Where morals flow like oxygen
From an iron lung machine
Business men hold
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
The band fall silent fearing for their lives
And with fear in my guts like tangled twine
'Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo knife
And mad John
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo’ shit
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall
Bust it open
She said pussy get wet by my voice
it by your love faces
Got you dancing to the rhythm of my bass bae
You're so amazing
You know what they say about boys who can dance
Boys who can dance
Won't you dance with me
Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no
had to run from the principal (no sir)
I did it because the principle
I'ma dance, I was sexin yo' mama (woo)
Nigga we smoked 'em, we don't care
penny, now I'm skunked by you
Catch and release, in for a penny, in for a pound
Take me back to when Buffalo Will waved from the Golden Hills
The boys
singing
"Don't you dare dance to this song
You aren't meant to live these lyrics
You're forbidden from singing along
Don't you dare dance to this tune
If
way out"
From the pages of the Cress Theory
I know you hear me
If you out there, listen up, yeah
I know you feel me
Do I look suspicious on this track
[Common]
Yeah baby boy
In the place (for you and yours) to be
Da uh da uh, we got the uh ya'll
We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby...
Yo yo yo
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
In a place called El Sombrero
Not far from where she lives
A gracious senorita
Steps out onto a stage
Her partner too is elegant
I've often seen them
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