Lyrics:
Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin' like a hip-hopper
You do the rhyme, thinkin no one can stop ya
I be the followin' that chop ya down as I clock ya,
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
up inside
Seven letters, come on take a guess, we play charades
She fine by design and I been said her name
She always on my mind, I might just love
being a CO
He knew why everybody was up in this bitch
Let's just say that he pointed out all
The dudes who became gangstas
Mysteriously overnight when
Some Things
That's Really Got Me Down
I Need Someone, Somebody To Help Me Come And
Turn My Life Around
I Can't Explain It
I Can't Obtain It
Jesus Your
Come And
Turn My Life Around
I Can't Explain It
I Can't Obtain It
Jesus Your Love Is So,
It's So Amazing
It Gets Me High, Up To The Sky And When
I Think
Wooh Wooh
Lately, I've Been Going Through Some Things
That's Really Got Me Down
I Need Someone, Somebody To Help Me Come And
Turn My Life Around
I
Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin' like a hip-hopper
You do the rhyme, thinkin no one can stop ya
I be the followin' that chop ya down as I clock ya,
as I'm breathing
I'ma keep walking like Jesus
My name is
[Hook]
"Whatchu gone next, how you gone say it
When yo album come out dawg, I can't wait
cause I'm sticking her
Making this game come down, outta the hype
I got a call from Redman, he says "Tonight's Da Night"
So Finesse bring the fat track
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
There He is
When troubles come
There He is
Just close your eyes
There He is
And lift your head
There He is
Towards the sky
There He is
Just call
ground
Being low down I do the showdown wit' any little ho round, no!
I want to know who you're believing through you're funny reasons
Even when I'm
Trak, Clipse, Malice, come on
Wanna know the time? Better clock us
Niggas bite the style from the shoes to the watches
We cloud hoppers, tailored
in my pot, start
To mix it, when I spit it's like down B
My bars will drop hard
Yeah I've been popping villains
Man I feel just like a rockstar!
I stop
insect in my pot, start
To mix it, when I spit it’s like Down B
My bars will drop hard!
Yeah, I’ve been popping villains, man
I feel just like a rockstar!
cause
I'm Naughty by Nature
Not 'cause I hate cha!
You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart
Even though I forgave ya when you had
to having a big reputation
Violated by his own family
He's got no problem with violation
Using a weapon brings fear
And fear just means you don't need
at the dock of the bay
Wating for the snow to roll in, split end
It's Kokane a k
A the black hopper
Surrounded by the black teamsters
With triple beamers
Cause
gaining mo' ground
Being low down I do the showdown with any little ho round, no!
I wanna know who you're believing, through your funny reasons
Even when
downs are found
Don't know me don't come around
Tippy tippy (pause) tippy tippy (pause)
Sometimes creepin' up I eat em up
Your styles are older than
cause
I'm Naughty by Nature
Not 'cause I hate cha!
You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart
Even though I forgave ya when you had
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
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