Lyrics:
Yo I'm the first man standing upright holding a stone in my hand
After beating an ape claiming the land
Taking the stand and feeding my fam
Back
cool, in November. When my heart is young, and my mind is old, I remember. An early mornin', on a Rocky Mountain September. And she's gone.
Well now it's
Intro:
Beenie Man:
Yo!, This is entertainer for peace, this is Ras Moses, Ghost,
Devonte, and Kirk Davis. Along with my choir, Prembroke Call.
Intro:
Beenie Man:
Yo!, This is entertainer for peace, this is Ras Moses, Ghost,
Devonte, and Kirk Davis. Along with my choir, Prembroke Call.
fake alliances
Yeah I do my ting and they wanna try copy but they're gonna need my assist
Yeah I backstrap bill up the weed now man's doing up piloting
And Troy Davis had to pay the bill
Rung up by a policeman who shot to kill
His brother as he beat a homeless man
I ask you how is this Godu0027s plan?
Now I'm gone
Now I'm rusty
I've been running out of steam
Too many miles on these four tires
And not enough gasoline
Man, I'm rusty
Lord, I got
the maddest, I'm Gone With the Wind
Because it is, survival of the fittest
When the shit hits the fan I got my shank in my hand
Black man with the permanent
a chance to change
The voices that play, in my head everyday
Telling me which way, Davis just say ok
Get a sixer and a cigar this shit has gone way to far
flags on the end
C. Walton, Stacey Adams, five-oh-one
That shit was fascinating
The Miles Davis of gangbangin' and crack slangin'
Drivin' a fresh
to live got me miles away from my baby
I know how much she hate me
And shorty she had a man but he crazy
He in the Navy
She peepin' how I be wavy mm
She
coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man
I'm the man
Tell all the labels who gone run it
Think I'm playing then
Like Anthony Davis
I pull something
Out the bag
Niggas gone hate when them
find some time for me
How can we be strong when the road is more than a million miles long
When the song is done, will the love be gone?
Or should
inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't
inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't
Seven hundred degrees on my hot shit (Yeah I'm hot bitch)
Gervonta tank davis how i drop shit (Yeah I drop shit)
I been going in like a lock smith
me, oh my god
Who said he wasn't befriending me, so I thought
So now I've been staying high, and saying I'm getting by
I'd probably be a rich man if I
(You won’t make a mile in my moccasins)
(Yeah)
Plus the curly locks, get me compliments
Girlies come by 2, like they Pac and shit
But da girls have ways,
u wit emm
I be sliding by myself I ain't never been a worker
Viola Davis on the plot tryna get away wit murder
I'm a one man army but u know it ain't
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
shielded
Never misled by the dark I wield it
Nawfside til i'm finished
My whole soul in it
Til it's replenished
We never diminish
They know who gone send it
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
a world that's off its axis
All that's promised, death and taxes
Don't give a fuck who be rhyming the fastest my anxiety
Make me spit it a mile a minute
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