Lyrics:
McCoy
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree
On top of the world for the ladies to see
Gonna hip gonna
Give it up smooth
Stick then I move
Tryin' to make sense outta of nonsense
Fool
Trippin' on life and my situation
Brothers of earth
One
Rihanna got a bil'
They gotta deal with the sisters
In pursuit of happiness
I ask God to Will Smith us
Blessed are the meek
We inherit Earth and then we
can't make out what your master said
Before he made you go
And then I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon
I've lain
you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can happen
What do we own? Not
Hold my hand, hold my hand
I gotta get away from here
Play it by ear now, play it by ear
Please start it once and then play it by ear
Please start
[Biz Markie]
Yo Ace, I got an, um, question
Excuse me brother, but can you spare a dime?
[Master Ace]
Naw, but if you want, I can kick a funky
then something dawned on him
the pressure is robbing him
just stick to your master plan
awake at the promise land
yes I saw it when it came it made
we're Brothers 'til forever
When I met ya buddy, played the game to win it
Then we drove together, talkin' bout some women
You were coming to me about
the message, only I ain't text ya
Y'all like to gamble with life, you lucky I ain't bet ya
So you survived a few cats, don't let a lion get ya
If I ain't met
Lord, I come on behalf on my brother,
Even though I have needs of my own.
Real joy means You first, Lord, and then others,
I'm not here for
it
Yo the education of the Lon chicka Lonnie Lynn
Began, began with time
Being my bloodline is one with the divine
In time brother, you will
I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar
She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
She asked me what does it
the microphone master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it
Fuck
of brother to stand out, always keep my hand out
To help another brother, what is taught by my mother
Good to the drip drop and I won't flip flop
Straight
Jay
Bro-brother Marquis
Bus-bust a rhyme
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the whacky-whack emcees and the ones like you
Because I've done
up top shit syphillis
You know what you was gettin into
Try to guess on what I've been through
Fuck shorty raw then she scared you
Chorus:
the hardships
Pardon my need to be swift with how I start this speech
Who you more like? Malcolm or Martin?
The game that they play with us, brother, don't
the problems solved
By the time she finished dancing on me, i had her doing anything that i want
'Cause i'm a PIMP, i be that brother in your fantasies
By
and by
When death has come and taken our loved ones it leaves our home so lonely and drear
Then do we wonder why others prosper living so wicked year
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
but fuck you
I love you but fuck you, things will never be the same with me
Met you at a rock show, November no Octo
Took pictures then locked yo
See, I met this girl and I said to her, "Honey
If you want to be my baby you gotta gimme money!"
Turned around, didn't mean no harm
I knocked her out,
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
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