Lyrics:
stops
Yo, go on and give my man his props
If you're really that down then act what you say
KRS and Chuck need support today
I see you posing with
I don't drive slow, I don't drive slow,
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya hair blow,
Let ya hair blow, Let ya hair blow,
I drive real
Yo yo brand new KRS why'all Maximum Strength
5 Boroughs of death we rep to death
Yo Kris set it for The Bronx..
We hit em and get em we stick em
for
What you came here for
Tell me what you came here for
Man I came here to prosper Aint no need for an Oscar
Sit in any altar hand on a Bible Watching
for
What you came here for
Tell me what you came here for
Man I came here to prosper Ain't no need for an Oscar
Sit in any altar hand on a Bible
I don't even treat you good
Fine as you are
You like megan good
You be doing too much
And it's understood
Understand im a man
With a hood side
I like
Beiheim, not Jordan
Even though I'm the greatest, sporting jorts, and -
None of the finer brands, no latest designer, man
That shit is so minor, fam
I keep
there and wait for his head to explode
Play, "Mystery Train" for Mr. Mystery
The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree
Play it for the Reverend,
What you even trippin for
You don't fuck with me anymore
You deserve a Oscar the way you been acting
Good thing I'm only fueled by the passion
What
Marvel hit man nigga, D on the beat Ay yo, you sell these motherfucking rocks on these niggas dawg Just to get that money right, just to get by You
the wind blow
I be in the trenches n you know you can't go there
Nigga gone crash out when he see his ho there
Make ha sit down on the dick fold her like
Get up, it's up don't sit down
I got a brand new beat and brand new sound
I got the game gift wrapped and holiday plans
So get up and get down and do
cheese and her neck n wrist on freeze
AI8 that's a brand new Audi
Bodied by Bella that's a brand new body
Fat lil pussy get wet like a faucet
Get on top n
down
I'ma blow these speakers out
I'ma blow this back out
I'ma blow you to the ground
I'ma blow this bitch down
I'm off the blow whoa, how the nigga howl
a minute
Got some steppas that let bitch blow
Got some shorties that’s down for road
Money missions no time for a hoe how you claiming you up but got nothing
I saw the light, I've been baptized
By the fire in your touch and the flame in your eyes
I'm born to love again
I'm a brand new man
Well
to the phenomenal quote boys
Y'all don't understand this a phenomenal brand
The smack goin' down like cube diamond on hand
Haha, if that rapper alive
He probably
, heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
you can't put me out with hydrants
I'm Super Saiyan going monkey with bananas need some taming
Claim you know it all surrounded by some yes man
Take
, chillin' on a roster, settle for the dollars
My impact here? Let me say it again – you gotta BEAT the man to get to BDa, Man
Big by design, but I shine
know a few
'There are 8 million stories' and they're all made up by you
That's a lie
Yo what else think when Rush, man
Gives you the biggest medallion
half of me
Wishing bigger than a picket fence
Get off my dick, kick it bitch
What God has joined, man cannot divide
Maybe that's why the money always by
Okay, and who are you here to see?
Uh, Snoop Dogg? Says here Snoop D-o-g-g
Oh, yeah. He's right down the hall
First door to your right
Give him a knock
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