Lyrics:
in the building, do what I say
Jump around, hands in the air
And you better get to it 'cuz you know I don't play
And let us get it poppin' and then
say a fast horse don't win no races
And I'm a witness cause real winners always take steady paces
Hand in hand, woman to man
I know everything about
being yourself behind a locked door
Talk in whispers when you're scared out of your mind
By the law
Who leave no bruises but the ones in your heart
can save me
With the ways that you blame me
I don't know how but the new day is over
And somehow I don't see the point
In this charade
Well I walked
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don
Yeah..
You motherfuckers oughta let me go and finish this motherfuckin album
Dr. Dooom..
Name of this track is called "I Don't Want
I don't care I be dancing when the world end
Stop don't stare You'll get caught up in the Whirlwind
Empty shells they already took the Pearl in
Lets
Scared to try some put you in the state of bliss
Need some, homie, I'll give you a hit
Gangstas, hustlas, we play rough
Everybody wanna talk, we don
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
the night
Just another way of livin' a day in the life, kick it
(Ray Tyson & 2Pac)
Knew I was a genius, soon as you seen this
Avoid hoe's value, don
Future depends on you
written by Kemar Rochester Williams
What if Martin Luther never had a dream
What if it was a troubled young teen
What if
how to mix
And I don't really consider it an album for real
Because as my first album it just doesn't live up to that good of a project feel
freedom, too!
I break chains all by myself
Won't let my freedom rot in hell
Hey! I'ma keep running
'Cause a winner don't quit on themselves
I'ma wade, I'ma
hold the reigns
I should be motherfucking crazy
Nothing in this world could change me
They say, "Girl, don't you know you're a woman now?
Show
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
with me, I can guarantee you'll be makin' the news
P flows like no nigga, twenty-six but I'm a old nigga
Don't make me fuck around and show niggas
How
just like you
Making mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don't think you should believe in
Me the way that you do
'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh
Step right up
Please allow thirty days for delivery
Don't be fooled by cheap imitations
You can live in it, live in it, laugh in it, love in it
enough
Flow any beat any song then I tape it up
Then it's wrapped in an album to make it up
And when Fall hit the leaves then u know ima rake it up
When we
a winner
The baby in the mirrors saying damn you've grown
Don't worry 'bout me dear
I'm restless in this coffin
We used to call it home
Before
to believe in, as you can see (hey)
It's a small thing to a troop, what could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And come to knew he'd do the same thang
face the smile of a winner
Drags his woman around by the hair
It turns her on, she don't wanna be square
Standing on top of the family mountain
many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic
bars and they way too creative
I'm a smart but i'm a reckless kid
Loved by many, hated by less
With bro's and dargs hope u don't get bit
Don't follow
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