Lyrics:
rockin' with the champion
You know you're in a war that can't be won
You need to stop and understand me, son
'Cause I got a pocket full and I can hand
gone hand me one
So I gotta put in tha work
Wasn't born with a silver spoon, had to get it out the dirt
Get it out the dirt
Yeah, that means I came from
off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy
mistakes
Beema gyai na 3y3 too late
Am still breathing by his grace
In ma feelings
Depression got me smoking loud
I know my mum is not proud
Wat can I
a thousand circles
A man hit me
Saying that he’d be here in a minute
All I’ve got to do is wrap it
And bring it down to the rented
By now, it’s a little past
But I know she had heard of me
She got a friend that want to pull up
I said totally
They said they want to run a 3
I said just camera me like in
Telephone call like
Blowing up your phone like
Knocking at your door like
Breaking down the door like
Hit you in the moonlight
I know you want me
up and down everytime you swing my door
I got my rims finger fucked
By a god dam j
Gave him 1.8
Of some hard ass yay
It's a lot of crack smokers
a cake
And most of the niggas you see standin' by me today
Were trappin' with me in the A
And down here we always three bitches, Rodeo, LA
And killer who
ain't tryna work a day in they life
Take one, check two
Bring em' out, how?
Let's go, too-duh-lou
With the top down
Check three, three-four
Feel
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
the only one sitting above you
When I’m in sight they’re yelling out “Tyson” everyone knows I’m the king of the Jungle because I’m a Champion
(Hook 3
Yo, man, bring that beat in
You sittin' reminiscing man
Bout all the nights, me and you used to chill,
Know what I'm sayin'
I miss my peoples, man
'bout Chai
We are invincible, unshakable
Unstoppable, unbreakable
We get knocked down, we get up again
We are Chai Champions!
Scream it out loud
We are
If you try to shut us down
We'll show you just how we get down
And just to even up the score
We're coming, kicking down your door
Y'all never
in work sweatshirt right
But you won't catch me barking duels in a lark tonight
Creep up on foot and down the street I got a stolen bike
Thats my
Back door wide open
Tell man's forward I
Still want to uppen the score
Put you on a 3by3
Better yet 3 by 4
Or 10 by 8
Fish fry ready for you
And you
gettin' this cake in
You know about me, you relatin'
The enigma, the stigmas that the RZA and the GZA
Both lyrical prolific, fixtures of rap scriptures
Ok yah
Yah
Its almost as if
These years don't know shit about me (No) in fact i'm not allowing
Thoughts provoked by Maui Wowie, to wrap around my
dirty
Farm hands on me
And I'm gonna tell you what's gonna happen
I'm used to getting the handicap 'cause it's
2 of you and 3 of us
It's a handicap in
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in
I'm a three
She came through I'm finna stand on her peach
We get high we finna land in the streets yeah
It's D E you know me motherfucker look
In just
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