Lyrics:
it a little more differently
Remix, Tejai
Verse 1:
Ridin’ around by myself in the car
Sometimes I think about ya
But only to think of how far I’ve
Inside the blood of the dying light by the silence
Is the soul of your born, like I promised it is torn
Pull the strings and hear my laughter
No use
[18 second intro about the Bible]
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah)
see'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, see'mon)
Remix, see'mon
(now,
Remix, see'mon
(now, this is Jimmy Cliff Notes)
(I'ma run through the roster man)
Let 'em know (on Murder INC)
Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!)
ain't rich
You niggas ain't really getting bricks
It's official man you niggas ain't shit
Tell 'em I said that!
He nigga lying every time you hear
the deal
Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
Then I looked down she was fat in the front
I asked how long, well about seven months
Oh how time
the deal
Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
Then I looked down she was fat in the front
I asked how long, well about seven months
Oh how time
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
was signing to Jive
Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets
you know we was signing to Jive
Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got,
You're nothin far from comin up (keep on)
Money's just a touch away (keep on)
So keep on grindin don't give it up (keep on)
There'll always be
get use to
But the skill level will boost ya
To a high ranking official level 33 clearance
No outsiders allowed so the Empire can't film it
Remix it
that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas, what?
It ain't
ain't flyer than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
The pressure
(You gotta find a way to deal with) dealin' with the peer pressure
Most don't understand how it is
In the world of today growin up as a young
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
Light up the tree
It's cold get ill
Rocking to the beat cause Calvy got skill
And that's the deal
Hold up
Best dressed in my crib
Pass the tree to my rib
Yeah, this is what's happening right here
Go to MySpace, slash Little J X
Check him out, y'all
This the official mixtape before the album
It's
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
Yeah
Street Lottery, Street Lottery
Balling with them Freebandz like I hit the lottery (Zaytoven)
Name good (yeah), face good (street)
It all
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
it back like remix to ignition
Backs against the wall girl I'll stay by your side
My loyalty official ain't gotta think twice
I take a chance on you
Look at what I've done to her
Look at how I've made her feel
I gave back her heart
The broken part
She got the raw end of the deal
And look at what
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