Lyrics:
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Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
feeling, there's nothing I can do
-Chorus-
You don't need no love and I want you tell me why,
Cause' I could need someone, by my side
-Instrumental-
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we do fi dem (mmh, yeah)
'Mount a strength weh me gi' and dem still wan' me fi dead (mmh, yeah)
Yeah, me do dis by myself and me nuh need nobody else
got me
Now I must behead
I need to know dog
Just one thing
You fuckin Ruff Ryder
You wear that ring?
I'm rolling with you Dog
Just tell me what to do
won't you let me hold your hand
I want to squeeze you as tight as I can
Baby, don't you need my by your side
To protect you and be your guide
Baby,
superhuman heartbeat
Gasoline in my arteries
RIP No apologies
I can feel the heat
I can tell who the hell’s with me in the room by degrees
Coming through like
avoiding eye contact
Oh, with myself
*Instrumental*
(By myself...)
I've been hiding
From the person I hope to be
In all my vices
All the lessons that they
move
Miami breeds them on the regular
But you can tell who's professional
By the way they talk on the cellular
I took your Miami to new heights
Now they
ain't what she did, it's what she didn't do for me
That brought me to this moment
And made me who I am on this recording
And this is my story
This
Stealin' Time
(Written By Sonny LeMaire, Clay Mills & Mark Selby)
(Songs of Moraine)
(BMIASCAP)
Wear that little blue dress that makes me think
to his brain
Pussy nigga you done got yo blood all on my kicks
Tell me now before I spill your blood all on your bitch
He said "Chris I knew that's you, I
again
'Cause your work is never done,
On this side of the sun.
[Instrumental]
I took it to a fortune teller
I thought that she might help me
She
on the edge of insanity
And rhymin' like its the end of humanity
Still people from the old neighborhood can't stand to see me
Turn around and tell girls we
Competition, I just devour
Like a pitbull against a Chihuahua
'Cause when it comes to being dope, hot damn, I got it good
Now let me tell you who I am
or solo or team
That I mean
Business
So tell me what is this
See I come from the Bronx so just kiss this
Boogie Down Productions is somewhat
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
My emotional walls L
Will come tumbling down (brick by brick) L
There's a part of me....... that can't let go L
Can't let go oh oh L
Can't let
If I give my heart to you tonight
Will you still be by my side?
Or will you be gone with the morning sun
Like a restless bird in flight?
Take me in
my marks that day - cnd I went over the edge
Instrumental I:
Verse 3:
With these fools all around - They tell me to run away
I'm sitting on my
Now come over here and let me give you a tongue kiss on your hot pocket
Me and Mike will go Twin Hype and do a dance on your windpipes
Put your
surface look at your ice ask
Yourself what's the purpose
You niggas belong in a circus
I tell these beautiful bitches give
Me space like an astronaut
Never
Competition, I just devour
Like a pitbull against a Chihuahua
'Cause when it comes to being dope, hot damn, I got it good
Now let me tell you who I am
each day
(I'll stay by your side)
Now I know you've heard about me
Bad things about me, baby, please let me explain
(Don't you listen to that jive)
I loved you
If I loved you
(Instrumental)
Longin' to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances pass me by and
Soon you'd leave me
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