Lyrics:
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
treated us in 1963
And we'll try to do everything
We can to please you
With the type of songs we write
And record next year oh yeah, somebody asked
Us if we
make a list to match
Here it so so us cats count doe by the stack
Cause it jumps of racks and stores
Which leads to a hallway of plaques and whores
Those
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Try me, judge me
'Cause I don't give a shit
The way you look at my book cover
I ain't triggered, by all means
done, all was wrong
Please darling, don't you cry
Let's just kiss and say goodbye
Many months have passed us by
I'm gonna miss you, I can't lie
(I'm
by this foolishness
30 years old man still want nothing do with this
Try to find career and a beer on the weekend
And a freak he could take
how these fools die (Die die)
Waitin' on school by (By by)
Have you on the news by (By)
Y'all know how the story goes
We give a fuck about award
Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothin' that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with
what we've got
Maybe you could stay a bit longer
I could try a bit harder
We could make this work
But maybe we should stop pretending
We both know we're
cannot get lay off
Mount a work mi have
Can't even get a day off
Who did waan fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off
Alright, and mi seh one by
Ah, all that shit real too, ahh
I ain't gon' stop
I see the
I'm ain't gon' stop
I'm ain't, haha
We The Best Music
I took the top off
when you'd put me through what you put me
through
You try your best, you say I gave you no rest
When did you stop loving me? When did I stop loving
And gettin' stalked by these crooked cops again
Fuckin' with the young black male, tryin' to stack mail
And um, stay away from the packed jails
I told
up what we've got
Maybe you could stay a bit longer
Or I could try a bit harder
We could make this work
But maybe we should stop pretending
We both
When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people hurt us so
Only those in love would know
If we stop
that muh'fucker
Waving the chopper
113th Precinct ain't enough to stop us
Niggas shot at me before, I got away
Popped from a block away
Sucker niggas be
Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store, get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the indo
Smokin' on a junt
free
Only a few chosen, rise (rise)
My ghetto queen, rise (rise)
Don't be afraid to try (try)
Too many of us died to the door to open wide
My brother be
The streets is like the rap game, a daily tug-of-war
For rich or for poor, or death do us part, niggas come for test
Still grimy (grimy, nigga)
Still
never stops
But you could take a minute
Just to pay attention to me for once
You should know my body by now
You should know my mind by now
And it
Haters hate us
Try to play us
But no they can't stop us
We'll keep winning
They'll keep losing
So no they can't stop us
You can say anything about
Watch me,
Watch me,
I see you try to diss our function by stating that we can't rap,
Is it 'cause we don't wear Tommy Hilfiger or baseball caps,
We
sterilize your yards
Run your cats around the park
Now try our rental cars.
Stop by our sandwich bar
Call us anytime at night
Call us day or night
is our backyards, officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off at us at a traffic stop
And bad
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