Lyrics:
bear I'm aware Yoni like honey
But I ain't no snack so eat a cookie or something dummy
Bum ass dudes who have old ass views
I ain't got time for
Let me
the kidnapping van
Hmm, makes sense cuz they're clowns
RiceGum is worse than anyone from some cum
Like Plankton lives in a chum bucket like a bum
Cuz I could be
hard to speak?
Getting harder to swallow and breathe
By the minute, see
Puke my guts out
Hack and couch my lungs out
Stash is running low
So i better
Think she want something from me
Three days same clothes, yeah the fit look bum
But I got two phones cause they keep copping from me
Soleil a real estate
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
Color of trust ain't the one that posted the flag on their truck
Going brick by brick
Feel a loose one creeping on me
Three sides call it treason
Skimming
depend on you
It's been a minute since I wild out
Feelin' wide open (yeah)
Like why? Why give a bum nigga like three minutes?
Six figures, my name
on the count of three
We gonna bum rush The Tunnel with a pound of weed
Cut the light on, you see it's Brick City in here
Blazin' like Biggie passed us a semi in
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
when that Wu-Tang rocked wishing hip Hop
Come on back to me
All' them opportunities I let Go by all' them days lost getting high
Come on back to me
the same you for show I'm the screw in it
I'm a fool with this shit by this time I think you know
I got money and dick did I say that yeah so
I ain't
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
So what ya life like?
Mine type nice like come off the white ice,
You bum ass night fights! killa!
[Chorus]
Ayo I'm proving this, you losing
amazin...)
Mama, I don't want to sell, crack no more
(Just listen, only take about 3 minutes, just listen)
[Verse 1]
After high school, I gained lots
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Yesterday I was a bum and broke
Today I am a star and broke
In this town that's called progress
Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
And hope harlem will
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
does it come from?
It comes from me scamming the dumb ass bum bums
Jesse we have to cook, but we do it by the book
Millions of dollars, yeah thats
folded,my legs
Was numb, hurt my back, I thought, I could get pay raise, by P.I.P like some form of promotion, try look more deformed, I just
Have worms
sweet take all his jewelry
Call me jerry I dont fuck with tom foolery
And I scammed that nigga give him a gram for two or three
Soon as I started music
of butta
That's 3 months rent
I don't save em
My name ain't Clark Kent
Good weed have you stuck
Like a bum on the bench
With my ride or die
And we riding
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
+ (Wyclef Jean)]
It's been three years (AH!), livin this fast life
I think on it, I know one day I won't have life
People don't know me over
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
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