Lyrics:
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
[Interlude: Big Moe]
It's that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them
waitin and hour
After that i might just drop a new album
I had an early hiatus i hated it
I should of been on as long as I waited
That shit is history
Soon
no A/C
But, it's cool in here
Sink into my bed
But, there's no faucets by my pillow
When I close my eyes
Album cover art by Tool appears
Monsters
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
made an album for you
What if it was by you for me?
I see your grin everytime my eyes are opened
'Cause when they're closed it's 'cause you chose I
the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
[Xzibit]
Well it's me, down with D-are-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks
tryin', tryin', tryin')
If you got a problem with me, gotta walk around it
Used to say I had it 'fore I got it, now I got it all
And bein' honest, I
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
Impalas, ? Cougars, lower-development housin'
Who can split it, seen it, did it, been in it, done it
When y'all was tryin' to walk it, see I was tryin'
and the doggystyle
brought out the whole album, its a party now
[Hook]
See a party aint a party til the Doc walk in it
the party get it started til I hopped up in it
On my grind you could see me skate
I roll in a Holden while I’m holdin' while it’s stolen brudda get stopped by the d.e.a
Still got love for the team
to catch your eye when I walk by
Like I'm good enough to hold your hand when we walk out
Its nothing but a
T Y P E type
T Y P E type
T Y P E type
T Y P E
concepts at their hardest
Yo, 'cause I'm a teacher
And Scott is a scholar
It ain't about money 'cause
We all make dollars
That's why I walk with my head up
the homies so dance
I know I look like I give a fuck by a glance
But look a little harder, I never had a chance
Chorus:
Lets take it back to 85
Air Jordan
'round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade
I know its through them plenty figures
Cocaine dealers walk the wrong side
Up in they rides
Looking cleaner
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking in this hoe
Baby girl drop it low you best not shake it
fiance, check my 2nd LP (check my second album)
I might bring it back, that's your girl, that's your world
Had the thing, fucking singing bout slinging
the vibe is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, nigga, period
Check out my hat, yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag, yo, I walk like a ballplayer
the vibe is in my veins
I got a hustler spirit, nigga, period
Check out my hat, yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag, yo, I walk like a ballplayer
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
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