Lyrics:
prepared nigga
'cause you know this is album number two
Yes, more bitches than before
There'll be more bitches
More and more and more
More thirsty niggas
to be it
Well are you prepared
I hope you are prepared nigga
'Cause you know this is album number two
Yes more bitches than before
There'll be more
given me to make this album
This album was not done just by me, you've helped me create this form art by
Making me realize new ideas and remembering all
wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas'll still catch a nigga
Cop-cop 'Raris, I don't test
something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
about the aisle I'll never get to walk us down
Never see you graduate in your caps and gowns
It's 'bout to be 2008, how's this happening now?
I got so
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
slip, I'll whip
Cuz homeboy, ya slippin'
I understand that music calms the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my music piece by piece
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
[Nas]
The Firm, Trackmasters, Escobar, Allure Keep it raw!
A-yo the bridge keep rockin
we comin through bottles popin
Allure when your album
the greatest (woo), on the beat who ever did it
Mike WiLL the one who made it, it's Shady on the lyrics
I'm somewhat outlandish they say
You say we're cut
* this is a song she performs in concert and which will be on a live album
Erykah- "Lets see how ya'll groove to this"
"Alright"
I'm gettin'
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
These are not the words to this song!
It's a totally different song please help
All search engines have the wrong lyrics
I grew up with this album
an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell God I'm the future for Heaven's talent
No tarot card reading; I'm foreseeing you niggas
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you bitch for short
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me
(what,) uh, (what,) that's the way it's goin' down.
My new album ain't no joke.
You want to take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
I'll never slack
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