Lyrics:
And someday you'll gonna be happy
And someday you will be mine
In my place darling
There is nobody who cares
By the way you walk
By the way you hang your hair
And they ears be chandeliers, lit up like a lamp, who cares
They cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs
That's right y'all, if a rap nigga say my
are open , I hear you calling me
I hear you calling me..
I hear you calling me..
Ohh......
From the album "Gravity's Rainbow"
Written by: N.
Kick weh yuh foot inna di canal
Me badda than Bush to di George, Reagan to di Ronald
See nozzle yah, suck it like mammal
Mi gun dem dark and dunce
Heaven
Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes
That God, what a guy as I say my grace
Who would of thought by making birds migrate
For the winter I be
waiting on the album
I shoulda got five mic's in the Source
Instead I got five bricks and a Porsche
They say I ain't lyrical
I wasn't tryna impress
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
of the free, lookin'
Blendin' in with city folk, down in Flat-bush Brooklyn
Feel a little of my pain, follow and sing to it
Homey I seen it all, if you ain't
waiting on the album
I shoulda got five mic's in the Source
Instead I got five bricks and a Porsche
They say I ain't lyrical
I wasn't tryna impress
red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly, I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink
So tell me what you want
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
with you, through this album
Our story begins, with an artist by the name of Doot Lime
Who started making, performances, in his room
Using extremely
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you - that said that I turned pop,
Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
Artist: David Banner
Song: So Trill
Album: Mississippi:The Album
Bread and water..This what it comes down to
[Verse 1]
I remember when these kids
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