Lyrics:
that you gotta get wid it and burn some bridges
You are what your circle is when I wanted to elevate I had to do it and cut out some out old friends man
in it
The same place where the rhymes is invented
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was flowin' on my last cassette?
in it
The same place where the rhymes is invented
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was flowin' on my last cassette?
I set it off in the sunny distance, no days existed
My patience led the way until the greatest love listened to me
I used to play the witness, wait
simply slide
If you don't want that you can drop by
'Cause what you want babe
Yeah it's on me
Good time babe
Yeah it's on me
No lie
It's on me
That triple
float
And fill the ark with baddies two by two
It wouldn't be no fun without you
Sex to "Knockin The Boots" that's our tune
No joy in getting around
Home make you question what it really is
Home got a code got to know who you is
Home doesn't know how to live by itself
Home can be poor home can have
clothes
And we be completely naked
Ride ride ride on me let’s go
Is it a sign, planetary movements
Either way it’s a sign I think we need to go pursue it
Couldn't make it home on the subway instead
Leaking so wet bitch where is the tread
Eating the twat like she ain't been fed
Got to the bed ain't getting no
Ain't no time to sit and lift stones
So it's left to the dogs to find their way home
And you grew up in a similar generation alone
With fist full
what time it is
Wrote my first rhymes as corey but j-live was sparked
Making pause mix demos with my main man mark
Playing ball in the park, there
the morning, been drinking all night
And, Plus I'm high, but it ain't over
4 slim bodies scooped me in a wide body rover
Panties and bras all the way from
opposition to my every way of life
I'm sayin I'm a bring it on cause I must
Yo I'm bustin rhymes
Cause its fresh when you def with linguistic, artistic
I mean
hand
Clinging to a rail
Escape, attempts fail
You'll never make it home
Tear the flesh off your bone
Walking in undercurrents is a dangerous zone
I'm
right sign, like the right mine
Let 'em know who it is
Man you know who it is
Neva knew a way to cope
That wasn't ashing, smoking dope
Send a prayer just
just goin' home
It's not far, just close by, through an open door
Work all done, care laid by
Going to fear no more
Mother's there, expecting me
home or hubby, how come your [unknown] make it sunny
You took off the rag, so don't get mad that it's runny
I fuck with the rubby, and long stroke
To broaden the horizons of others is why I rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are
who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z
[Jay-Z]
Got a condo with nuttin' but condoms in it
The same place where the rhymes is invented
So all I
Yes, millennium sh-
Limp Bizkit, ha, X to the Z, yeah, ha
Ah-ahh, bringing it live to you and yours
Ladies and gentlemen
My home boy
Yo, get
Yes, millennium sh-
Limp Bizkit, ha, X to the Z, yeah, ha
Ah-ahh, bringing it live to you and yours
Ladies and gentlemen
My home boy
Yo, get
it close to home, get used to the groove all sing on one note
Heaven in my gauge devil at my throat, put 'em in a grave putting doubt on my hope
Wake
around at times and its so sad to see
A wasted life, or a broken home
But all I can do is take care of my own
I feel so alone like a stranger
And it would be like who the tightest on the microphone
Makin demos in the basement of they momma's home
And 'fore you know it niggaz got theyself a record
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