Lyrics:
is the limit
But this world is full of envy hold me back I've been done it
Shit what you thought see-Bo wasn't down
It's just hella hard to get up when
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the linden boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
see, the hood fucked up
I got a plan for the crisis
Bring the dope in on boats
And lower cocaine prices
That's stage one of my plan
To pass by depression
mouth-to-mouth
Well it's a shock to your system
And your brain starts spinnin'
And you make yourself a pact
When I grow up
I ain't ever gonna do that
Chorus
got no, I ain't got no money to spend
They asking like Shawn why you bummy again?
That's cause I ain't got no I ain't got no money to spend
(You see
the wrong
So listen up, y'all, to what we say
We won't be banned in the U-S-A!
Banned in the U-S-A, I was
Banned in the U-S-A, I was
Banned in
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
(Jack it up, jack it up)
Hey yo, what's your prize tonight?
(Yes, we have to jack it up)
I see it in your eyes
(Yes, we have to jack it up)
You'll be
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
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I grew up with this album
Now this is what they've been waiting for (yah, yessir)
Ya dig? (Ya dig?) Santana (Weezy F), ayy, haha
Ayy, Wayne (what up, man?)
What you been
I don't know what gives
Feels like I'm going psycho
Sweet chin music to the throat, you're hitting every note
Always seem to end up being choked by
[Talking]
Man, who would've thought I would've made it this far?
It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you (c'mon)
It's only
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
Catch him slipping and make a ghost of him
Retaliation by any means
Nigga die before god if you fucking wit me
Pussy dem flippin and trippin you is jus
tired of playin' horseshoes
Mama she'd call me over to her side
You know she'd say I'd like to take some pictures
You could see her face light up with
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
albums up, I went platinum, I went gold
I did all that shit, I'm a man, y'all niggas fucking getting on some new shit
Getting hype or something, all
on tape
Accompanied by Shawn j. with the bid on bait
Put the grid on plate, on the ear or tray
Hot damn it captain Kirk and the Klingons say
You can't
Try me you'll bleed
I let it rip empty the clip
Run up you'll die in these streets
[Verse 2 - Shawn Jay]
Shawn Jay known to rip a instrumental
You can
my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it, or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm going
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