Lyrics:
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
of dope
That that nigga don't know
The Juice man
Can't be cuttin' no bro
Tryed the cuffs
But the nigga didn't go
Broke his throat
With a quick left blow
Now
night with me
To tarry all night with you fair lady
Would cause no end of war
I know you are Lord Barnswell’s lady
By the gold rings you wear
So what if
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
All
these lures had been placed there by Shadowcast,
hoping to avoid confrontation between this dominant
man and his own villainous forces. Eriel
Braveheart niggas
(Jungle) , IllWill niggas (Wizard)
Made of steel niggas
(Horse) , robothugs (Nature)
We can't be stopped by them bitch-ass cops
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
the heat falls when the heat blow, nigga eat those
Reload then I hit yo' friends
Fuck your ego man
Get the heater, I'm about to search this bitch for
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
the weekend
I taught that ute how to swim
Put a score on his sim, threw him straight in the deep end
All these new faces got me on edge
Ronnie and Reg, I got
doubt it
But don't be upset
The Nowhere Man keeps his peepers closed and cochlea plugged
Selective perception get you through what you don't wanna tough
LB coming? What label n?
Rip the Craddle n
He's as dope as they make em man
Murda 5-0-6, best of his time? No shit
You heard of me?
Kill the Ruory
hot When they shot me
Plotted my revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose
Red or blue
We must all stay true
Play
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
Man(baller man)
When the party dem start them go start with the
Baller Man(baller man)
Dem go end with the
Baller Man
You know I'm a man in the street
All day
As I was walkin a alane
I heard a young man plead in vain
And he was following a lassie fair
Tae mak her his forever mair -o
Tae mak her his forever
Through the now silent rows
Noone dares to speak a word
Just a gentle wind that blows
A man stands up straight
With a mask black as coal
And slowly strides
ain't trippin' off material bling
I analyze off of Billie Holiday to Queen
What was Marvin Gaye thinking when
He wrote that theme
A Trouble Man, why his
a lyric he just wrote
The bleatings of a social scapegoat,
Thirty years under the weather at the end of a short tether
It goes
I'm lighter than air I
mans land
the countless white crosses in mute witness stand
till' man's blind indifference to his fellow man
and a whole generation were butchered
rolled with blows like AIDS, looked at him while he laid
And prayed but destiny played too deep for B to say
Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should
A man carried metal, carried gold
More than he could handle, more than he could hold
It weighed him down to a sand shallow grave
Where his bones
to that extreme
"Any man with the plan is precise with his life
Think twice."
My advice, is to you
Words and music by John Kay and Rocket Ritchotte
Running like bandits through the blinding dark of night
There's nothing in sight
Suddenly someone
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