Lyrics:
and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke
at your medulla oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure
Romantic type like the movie Casablanca
Herb seller, once but busted by an undercover
but
You ain't fucking with Mr fraser
History knows what's up
Niquan knows what's up
Pray to the lord save my life
Luis Lebron knows what's up
Yea you
to that shit...
[Verse 1]
I be the metaphorical Don Juan's upon
My confidant bring my words to life, make shit bond
See the lyrical lexicon makes strong
the coke that they selling by the pound
I walk the street like Shaft
Hop to kick a paragraph, floating on the funk like a life raft
Down with Sista, it's
from this game I'ma have to say never
We bakin, it's cakin, your life'll get taken
Don't be a eyewitness if I'm not mistaken
You snitchin, just listen
of it's shell
So drop by name with the doorman
His name is Montell
And he'll make sure you're treated well
x 2
Chorus x 7
Dance the night away
still the same
But we're all the same
Who are you to judge our fellow man
By the color of his skin
Life's to short to hate
Don't you understand we are all
teaching.
Learn by Holy Intellect cuzz it's a blessing.
Teachers study what is spoken through the speaker.
Weaker preacher there's no need for manifestin'.
with my
Homework all by herself
Alone in a strange country i
Can't imagine how frustrating
It must have been for her to have
Worked her whole life in
In tune with my flesh I was
Left for dead by
The playlist of my former Dj
Then the Rewind Selecta
Showed me better
And made me to be son of the King
tuck haters in for life; so when you're bumpin' to the Man upstairs
Then tell him something (What?)
I cloned his persona specifically as a rhymer
No
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
Hefner bitch
Yeah man, shouts out to DJ Wrexx
Also at the Playboy mansion
DJ'ing his ass off
Shouts out to the Fader magazine
Pitchforkcom for holding me
new life, peace true indeed, off T's
I dwell on off how y'all plan makin mo' money, so I had to buy a fly chain
Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's
myself
But you gotta stay strong that's
What I told myself
I did his album and he did mine
We did a Funk Flex joint, Pete Rock joint
DJ Clue joint, even
liked the atmosphere; the lights were turned down low
The DJ had his list, some songs were fast and some were slow
The slow one's were preferred by most
but Dre couldn't give a fuck.
Security kicked 'em out, speakers blastin' DJ Unk
I seen Jerome runnin' over towards his trunk.
China came an' stopped
somehow that wherever he is
By chance he would be listening
But how would he know that if he only came home
Every dollar would be his?
Later that night
unafraid by death
I love life savour every breath
Two parts that I do recognize
For both of them are real and true
Above the other one can rise
But it never
shit in his pants
Make the murder man dance
We shine like clusters, to leave you in the dust
Cause we tryin, to get rid a all you haters
And you
Soul, P. Diddy, Outkast, Naughty By Nature, Jermaine Dupri,
DJ Jazzy and the Fresh Prince, Fat Joe, Big Pun, Public Enemy,
Dr. Dre, Scarface, Mobb Deep,
Ghetto Boys, Sir Mix-a-Lot, Heavy D,
De La Soul, P. Diddy, Outkast, Naughty By Nature, Jermaine Dupri,
DJ Jazzy and the Fresh Prince, Fat Joe, Big Pun,
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