Lyrics:
am the living definition
Of improving the groove
I use the same tools to
Shoot that Kubrick used
Take your hero to the river
Give them two b-rick shoes
Foolishly convinced, blinded by their ignorance
That becomes a hindrance for them to rise
When they going to recognize, time waits for no man
When you
a few to get
Those who used to be wid me like,
Hope that boy ahead and he fall
Sick ah hearin' from they dogs,
Man you need some beats from Paul
Never
a sentence
I'm not the man that I intend to be
Pastor came to give you life
But this life is killing me
Everybody has a time when they're in need
And if
could respect me
You really think I give a damn partner?
The shit I've been through man
I used to roll with the hoes
Hit the Caddy, slam the doors
Livin
to drop, stop
You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
Who'll get hurt, but who learns how to toughen up
When she's bruised and gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck
And be scared
that
Looking at the problems on the board like
What's that?
Two-stepping on the boulevard man bus pass
How I used to get it all?
Simply under mustache
you know.. the people who are sparked by it. cnd the people who are like, offended by it.. it doesn't fucking matter! fuck you! You know it's like..
nuts man
Last two albums I've been complaining
Like I'm a defendant
Haters holding court like they're the plaintiff
Dudes with man boobs
With commentary
'cause brothas like you and the rest of them fools
Be plottin' on my crew now your droppin by two's
I hit the hennessee and I see ya strictly as the enemy
[Jodeci]
I see ya movin baby yeah
And you're lookin good, said you're lookin fine
Everything's gonna be alright, yeah
Let the music take
politics
For half a century
What has he done with it
Not a thing for you or me
Senile old man in the white house
He even admits he can't be trusted
I long
Bambu man give 'em two for one like food stamps Doin' underwater Kung-fu to Bootcamp
Bing bang boom you show up I'm steupsin'
cKc frying eggs while you
because they hate me, or they’re threatened fast?
Would you believe me if I told you I be tryna cry?
I be swearin’ I’m a phoenix, I ain’t tryna die
I be
grandfather Stan wasn't Nothin' But a Man
He fell in love with Jivote so he took her by the hand
They had two sons, Stanley and Perry
They go together like
holes in that bitch
We ain't returnin' the U-Haul, 'cause we put loads in that bitch
We don't go by them new laws, stick to the code in this bitch
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
I got to keep it raw
Yo, my is there for me, we like
a Falcon, Cougar or a Mustang
Me and Freddy B used to hit the turfs
With a bag of tapes putting in work, bitch
In '83 you hit a house party
A dollar get
the gang brothers and sisters
So he had to be framed yo, you know how the game go
Eighteen years, because the five-oh said so
They said he set a fire
out, "Who that?" (Who that is?)
I bring that bitch to your doorbell
Louis V stamps on my coat tail
I used to trap out a motel
Niggas be hatin', but
could be fine as fuck with no kids
She the tightest ho up in the show biz
My brother got a dick too, bitch blow his
[Hook x2]
Get right, get right, get
really wanna
But if ya gonna then ya gonna see
Who I used to be
You don't wanna meet that knucklehead
Gonna end up dead
Saved him by a thread
Woke up
Can't do anything for herself, she doesn't live for you or anybody else
And what did you expect?
When we're not shown any respect
This used to be a man's
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