Lyrics:
out here in my dojo, I know how to add kicks
I made my whole album solo, y'all can't call me average
I'm always on the go-go, y'all can't grasp this
Every time I found you back here by my side
I felt a little piece of me choke up and
Die...
Die...
Die...
[00:51.48]And now I can see
[00:54.96]
You were
All y'all acting up gonna turn me to a Baptist[00:14.34]Found my wife while you out here getting catfished[00:17.50]Imma lift this place up might
Compton's in the motherfuckin' house look
Now Busta-Bust he like the
David Blane of hip-hop
(Come here just watch)
An X to the Z, I backpack it
it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my
Performance style is a .40 Cal, back out movin', they on me now
Far away from the corny crowd dyin', you call me out, now
I can still hear the money
skin can never be free while his black brother is in
slavery,
"And we here highly resolve that these dead shall not haave died in
vain.
And this
back after this take
After what?
After this take
What does that mean?*
I should just ad-lib you right now
Huh?
Forget it, ad-lib is like when you
ain't a lot
Aye I saw some A listers hanging in my spot
And B is for Broccoli you know this Tribe don't stop
This beat is brought to you by the street
Boy Better Know, I'm, I'm
I said Boy Better - yo yo
I'm not a snake but you
Don't wanna clash this python
Cause when I start squeezing, fam
I make MCs
bitches[01:41.31]They come from[01:41.85]Iran[01:42.36]Yeah, yeah, yeah[01:44.00]Oh, this right here is the last Halloween[01:49.08]It's the last Halloween[01:51.54]This
There's a bulletin, state police, Princeton Junction
The militia
Certain individuals of unidentified nature
Is now under complete control
Hip-hop
whiskey in a bottle now
Still on that grass like
John Deeres this yard is already cut
You can't get no work here, uh
You fags thought it was swag you
wardrobe is-it, now listen
(Chorus)
Make this money, take this money (Let's get it)
Ain't no way you can take this from me (Let's get it)
Ain't shit
me to finish write this paragraph
I remember when we all shoved snow frost bites and all
Temperature forty below
You used to call me lazy cause I
doubt[00:39.54]They don't make me happy[00:42.37]Just something I count[00:45.29]On my fingers[00:49.79]Can't tell you I'm lost[00:52.40]Can't tell you I'm disappointed
wardrobe is-it, now listen
(Chorus)
Make this money, take this money (Let's get it)
Ain't no way you can take this from me (Let's get it)
Ain't shit
question please.
I.B. - Ah. Wow. In your album you disrespect women by calling us hoes. Why is that?
Dres - Listen, listen, listen. Honey, ho is merely
taste in my mouth is not right[02:41.31]My nerve ends unshackled as my core remembers[02:49.44]This feeling that cuts like a knife[02:57.43]My eyes now
Yea this sound like a movie right here
Well fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
Bullets and guns moke! Dipset!
Now
If we was playing pro-ball,
choppas they blast[00:40.39]Pullin up with the choppas they finna put that little boy in a coffin[00:43.06]Smoking on this pack, n***** I relapse[00:44.88]I
shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and drop your lip back
Forty-seven quick claps, spray off on something
Money,
droppin clips is this the end?
Forever I'll be never injured, why because the devil had me shook
I'm shakin, this evil spirits takin flesh is bakin
Someday this year
Sunday is here
My day is here
For cake and cheer
Can't wait, lay awake, last night
Like Christmas Eve getting those kinda vibes
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