Lyrics:
but you
There must be more to life than sleeping
Single in a bed for two
What I need most is post graduate
What I feel is hard to articulate
If
loving
Right, work it out this hard time, it all got me stop
Let my life pass me by, can’t get loving,
Right, work it all out this hard time, it all got me
[DJ E-Z Dick]
W-Balls, it's your main man DJ E-Z Dick
About to unleash another one of those platinum plus hits
And the word is on the streets,
listen when I spit
I knock records out the park
Homeboy I Ken Griffey a hitch
And I might Ken Griffey ya bitch
But won't buy her shit
Not even a small bag
eye blind
So the words go hide and my brain gets lazy
Hard Knock Life. Nine twice like Jay-Z
And still you amaze me, you call me crazy
I spin soft shit
told her stop making a crazy voice
And make a point
She say her broke like my bank account before
We made it joint
I told her bitch am rich in Jay Z
Uh, its the boy Jay-Z, and the boy R. Kel
The best of both worlds, please believe it
Brookland, Chi-Town, to all the beautiful ladies in the world
but you
There must be more to life than sleeping
Single in a bed for two
What I need most is post graduate
What I feel is hard to articulate
If
isn't why I came, make these words find a spot on your brain
And burn, then I recycle my life
I shall return
Chorus: Female voice and Jay- Z
you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don't forget Weezy, baby
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been?
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
like Jay-Z (Nas)
On the come up like AZ (Nas)
Loss a lot of beautiful women in my life, one's I would wife on this night
Loss a lot of beautiful women
nigga, we both walk the dog
We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (aight?)
But once we got through the trials it's all smiles
'Til a bitch
[Jay-Z]
Sup ma? You want to roll with us, why'knowhatI'msayin?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
We got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play
to tell
I gotta use the cruise that bruises well
For the grime you slime, you try to diss mine
I put your head to bed, cause it's bedtime
I knock out
twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in animal skirts get murked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt (woo)
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar
he lost the nine
Almost died, in Camp Jay nigga, ride or cry
Cream has suicide attempts, Precious took his own life
White boys can't handle the pain
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
dick was hard and he was still in her
I made a nut as she fell to the floor
I heard a knock on the front door
I grabbed the twelve gauge from
hot
I'm like a little Biggie mixed with 2Pac
I'm like a little Nas mixed with a Jay-Z
I'm spitting like a Mac mixed with a K
Cook crack bring it back
featuring Jay Z
[M.Bleek]
That's right Up front and personal
[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my dj deshay cuttin' all them z's
Hittin' hard and the girlies
"Sigel was the name that they gave me"*}
{*"Allow me to reintroduce myself" - Jay-Z*}
[Beanie Sigel]
It's the Broad Street Bully I'm number one
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
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