Lyrics:
finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your
and I hope you got the heart to fight
'Cause you gon' have to, 'cause you ain't got the smarts to write
Something that good, to try to come back at me
finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your
the dark
Never stop, stop, stop, a five-hour E train
By time I be finished, yo, motor be on E tank
I fill it back up with that 93 Octane
I ain't your nigga
of power with rain and hail
Cut Creator scratch the record with his fingernail
Rock the bells
The king of crowd rockers finally is back
My voice is your
I want to get to know you
I really want to fuck you, baby
One dose of your lovin'
I know it gon' drive me crazy
I want to be your lover
I want
the runaround,
But I stay chasin?
But I mean, yo, I?m in love
With a crazy girl
But it?s all good
And it?s fine by me
Just as long as I hear her say, ?Ay, papi?
cream
Me and Magoo, y'all realize we roll with CRU
All respect to, that's why your girl ain't lovin' you
We peep the card in the steez
We even got
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
askin' me
Hit skins, causin' catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my family
Sip gin, fulfillin' your fantasies
In your condition I'm wishin' you'll take
and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
Would you be ashamed
notice, not gettin' anywhere
Don't you ever stop, a long enough to start
Take your car outta that gear
Don't you ever stop, long enough to start
Get
up yonder
All I can do is wonder
If I even did enough to make a dent
But I made a few good friends
And I always paid my rent
Sometimes we'd just
don't minding wake up everyday and see your face
And wanting to lay inside your arms
Cause there ain't nothing like your touch
It's so good never
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
that it feels good
I'm heating up
I feed off knowledge
And can't get enough
Knowledge is infinite
Suckers ain't into it
Ignorance is bliss
And they're
dealing with a night stick choker
The ice pick poker, trust you ain't like this joker
And the set devoted to opening your neck
With the Tech, as you sit
(Ay, look)
(But you can't get there)
M-O-N-E-Y (yeah, it's good just to be back)
Never did a thing for L-O-V-I-N (it's good to be seen back,
write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'
Major loot, seriously niggaz don't wanna dispute
Mysteriously a nigga die, when you play this game
and ain't know the time
I suck the life out your
Right on my kids
M-o-n-e-y, don't ask why it is
The root of all evil
Though very necessary to your livelihood
It's all good when you got enough
stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
[Run-D.M.C.]
Inconceivable, unbelievable
Grammar like a hammer information receivable
Sent by the Lord, here and abroad
With words well adored
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