Lyrics:
need to swing
Out the motherfuckin' way when the lies come
In your ass where you put your opinion, uh
You need people like me to get through your
Radio, TV, and even the press
That was the meanin of V-A-P-O-R-S
The meanin' of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wanna be down when you're
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
another one's comin around
So The Square Roots gotta get down, bust it
Yo, I wrote this, basement, Never Never Tunnels type portion
Just to accompany
to get a meal
[Jurrasic 5]
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
servers of time
Mother of the internet please get your tubes tied
Cause this shit that prevails combines truth with lies
No source differentiates the real
our government seems to think that there's a difference
Between powdered cocaine and crack, for instance
You get five years for five grams of crack
But
your mind see what moves get in line fit the groove slip through cracks fill the shoes where you stand? what you do? is it plan? is it rule? is it scam?
to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks,
Ahhhh!
A showdown, it's all the way live
Between The Sugarhill Gang and
The Furious Five
Take your partner by the hand
Get out'cha seat
We're gonna tickle
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side 'cause my Posse's stacked
I
From the front to the back from side to side
Do you wanna be with me dancing?
Get on up, put your hands in the air
Jump5 is getting down so you
of detentional
Gavel man sentence fall
So we all get what we need
On sustenance we all feed
Liquid , pill, powder, plant
Radios edit out that
Due to bunk
Coming up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent
inside of Jeeps and cars
It's daytime but we still peep stars
Parties every night, we gotta move, we gotta go
We gotta step, let's, jet!
We gotta get
get his proper groove on
He tell the truth even when he lies
Give you a fake name
Even though his name is Nas, god
Body, in a wide body, bubble the Five
Shawty hit me when you get off
Come straight here and take your shit off
Get on this train and don't you stop don't get off
Of this, until
You
have you ever seen that no more or nah?
Life a B if you can't support her
Ain't no price tag, if you gotta ask, then you can't afford her, ah
Your
with the groove
Lights camera action, I get flashes
Roll the blunt, light it then pass it
Shit, it's potent on its on, baby ain't no need to gas it
You
your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Verse One: Jay Z
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head
Radio, TV, and even the press
That was the meanin of V-A-P-O-R-S
The meanin' of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wanna be down when you're
Na slayers
Don't play, I coach an' pick players
In Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked an' stolen
Step back, I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
Ghetto
after 9
Still gotta count that cash of mine
Still gotta get yours after mine
Niggas hate that's asenine
Plays on the late night after nine
Still gotta get
how it feels
Ya gotta keep your faith, it’ll take you all the way
Downtown, Uptown, as we pavin’ the way
So get a sense of the groove, make a funky move
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