Lyrics:
the things we used to do
You were rubbish in that
Don't start that with me on this album
Why did you do it like that, that time
For start to finish there
starts to happen
I Believe
"One of my favourite songs on
The album very simple
A nice sort of jazz swing
To it now, I don't wanna harp on
About
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
to be more, I'm over they heads
Like a bulimic on a sea-saw
Now that's 50 porch monkeys ate up at the same time
Nasty Nas that
Y'all gonna bow homes,
how this ends
Cause what if I never love, never love
Never love, never love again?
We love you Adele we love you BBC
Go pre-order the album right now
woke up on the wrong side of his bed
And it just don't matter now
As little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of
Little by little
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
inside of me
Now this is my delivery
Whatcha gon do
When my album drops
And it's hot as fuck baby
Whatcha gon do
When it's in ya headphones
And you
album dropped
My stock grows like I went public
Ladies I love y'all
But I love my freedom more
I love my niggas, love to see them ball
I love Beans
the Lands, Beemers
To the Lex
Now Busta Rhymes, what you wanna do
Represent for the motherfuckin Flip Mode crew
Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one more time I come
somewhere on the islands of Cayman
Me, I see the future, y'all boys cavemen
Now it's cartoons and TV shows
First album gold, remix did fo, El Mariel in
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
Hey what is up guys, it's your boy Johny here, and welcome to
My new album, Positive Optimus
So, it is currently 11:53 PM right now, December 31st,
bitch!
The defenition of Quality Street Music!
Now we told y'all niggas we gon' do this shit
We told y'all niggas, man
AMG, motherfuckers! Mr thanksgiving
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
with the smoke Glock
Fleein' the murder scene, you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggas know me
more hustle and bustle
And no more telephone lines
And now that we're here
Let's grab all our gear
And off we go
Words and music by john denver
die, genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath, the aftermath is y'alls
I told you, last album, we need help 'cause we dyin'
Give us a chance, help us
of bullshit, weak ass albums
Bunch of lil' niggas tryna copy our style
When we originated this, whole mothafuckin' album had hits
That's why we up in the Ritz
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
Y'all have entered the last phase of my bio, baby
That's right, I like to thank all ya for listening
'Cause you know Timbaland represent that dirty
kids in her junior high school who had it, and they think it's a real good subject for a song. And, that's why I originally wrote it was that she had
[sinister laughter]
Oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word?
Catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga
Yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga
[Prodigy]
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