Lyrics:
to beast rocks
Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot
The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye
Making you
Tss tsss tsss, I'm a roll with
a police-man
His mother stayed home, raising the kid
He never was the star of his school,
He always played by his own rule
Don't sell your soul just being cool,
Pass that same ol place
We use to know
Hold up
Gotta stop by the Arco
Grab a zig zag to roll
Roll the joint
Let go to the punk rock show
Gonna hop in
them)
Too real to rock with them(Yuh)
Too blessed to roll with them(Yuh)
Blasting Off in a few
Watch me ascend
Gone in the wind, Know I'm destined to win
like that gas station wine
So You Don't Like Rock 'N' Roll
Well that's fine by me
Just means you ain't got no soul
Don't wanna be the way you want me
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
Yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh
[LL Cool J]
Uhh uhh
I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems
Reincarnation of a slave pickin cotton
Stress
inspired me"
But my big brother who I always tried to be
When I kicked a flow it was like pick-and-roll
'Cause even if he gave me the rock, it's
inspired me"
But my big brother who I always tried to be
When I kicked a flow it was like pick-and-roll
'Cause even if he gave me the rock, it's
When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin nuttin but
Uh, look, I'm a bully like 50 in '03
I heard he's tryna box, Muhammad Ali From rocks in my tracksuits to racks in my jeans
As long as man's
don't like me
Cause I don't rock them Nikes
I just might be thinking of getting real whiny
I think I think too much
Everyday, man go dey complain
I wish I
by fakes hoes with fake ass clothes
Loyal to the money, hustle and my day one bros
Cuban link no Figaro
I might rock a rope
This shit Rock n Roll
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
of flapjacks from IHOP, when I rock
If a foe tries to flow, I cast the glow like I was Tim-ex
Ease through MC's like a breeze through the trees
He who
can have it all
If you believe in me
Stand by my side,
It's time to do or die
No more taking chances
Slip and slides
Ain't got a sexy man
You need
Hot as hell but hip hop is cold
Make earth shake and the rock will roll
It's like we're mind controlled, sometimes the time will slow
Then somehow we
tell you what you wanna believe"
Well he said
"You dedicate your soul for god, country and Rock 'n Roll
And get America high
And get America high"
We
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
sitting looking pretty
Yeah all these haters know that she only fucking wit me
So I roll blunts and I get high
Just trynna get by
Yeah I'm always on my
what this is
Brenton, the Demigod
yes man I been a boss
(Chorus)
Lemme tell you something that ya need to know
I keep the heater by my side,
and let
gettin' smokey
I'm the money man with the money team
Your money talk, well my money sing
I'm a rock star, bitch I'm a Memphis king
Out in Hollywood,
some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit there
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