Lyrics:
the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, niggas had her in the buff
When we touch, it was
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
(In the house)
America is in the house
I covered all y'all motherfuckers
Drip-hop, born from the crackpot
This is for the infants, the haves
love you, I love you, I love you
Freeze the time, let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand
a matter of fact they are," she said
Can all this fruit be free?
I'm not trying to sing a love song, I'm trying to sing in tune
I know I am sometimes
we break, stand by and watch us all go up in flames
Love is gone, love is gone (yeah, uh)
As I sit in the studio, guess the thinking this
If
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome to the party"
Hey Grandmaster 5 that old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, niggas had her in the buff
When we touch, it was
And I know you be getting so horny
'Cause you be sending me texts saying
Like boy just get your ass up in that car and come get all of this love
let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand and make me a part of you and the love that
You gave
and Tanqueray
Stay in the mix like Alezay
V.I.P., my shit parked valet
On the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again
Some try to assault Dre,
This is our contribution on the war against
The whiteness and slightness, a constitution of fatness
Blackalicious, Jurassic, Maroons, Latyrical
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
say, "It's nothin' but love" I say, "Forever five"
I'm a gravedigger, 4K Trey, blood, you know what that symbolize?
Dead bodies, bullets flyin', cash,
Mix the sour with the trauma, it's gon' heal you, nigga
Don't get caught up in the hate 'cause it'll kill you, nigga (yeah)
See I woke up this
vest nigga
Strapped up like I'm a cowboy
Stand tall like that Yao boy
I got a bad bitch she five four
This gold Roley thats on my wrist
Leprechaun prolly
your butt to the fix of this mix
Toss that briefcase, it's time to let loose
Cause you've worked like heck to get the week in check
So unfasten that
some angels to guide me someone who just violate my love
Now this is my chance to say ain't go nothin' but love
For my family that raised me (shout
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
Six foot six stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
He
said, "Photos: twenty-five cents each"
Black and white, saw a '30s bride
And two lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house
The kinda love that
everybody's givin' in
This one's for the girls
This is for all you girls about twenty five
In little apartments just tryin' to get by
Living on,
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
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