Lyrics:
world
use the muscle to the hustle get cha bread up keep ya head up dawg
(big phil dis one fa you pimpin)
Verse 2: (T.I)
I had a partna name phil who
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, why'all want to do a track wit us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club.
What you
* unedited lyrics; The PJ's soundtrack is clean
[Intro: Chip Banks of American Cream Team]
What? Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
choice
Would you be more kind?
I can hear your voice
(By the Way)
If you see me again, please, say
Heaven is Blue
In a second Life, in a second choice
another galaxy
It said, reality is not what it used to be
When I asked why, here's what the voice told me
You can chase your dreams, you can chase rabbits
soldier in this ghetto going crazy
If my life in danger, should I kill a man, maybe
Bust at his dome, but he's somebody's baby
Daddy know he raised me
change you for the world, yeah
No other name for you
Even though they call you by another, you were always my G
And you light up the room
Ever since
the world to rights
Tomorrow doesn't matter when, maybe we might, oh maybe we might
Dreaming fast at night with you ain't the wrong kind of right
I learnt
wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one
Huh,
for that home)
They don't know what it feels
(When the world's on your shoulder)
(And your baby, gotta be a soldier)
Yo, I was born in
From a window while you finish the hat
Mapping out a sky
What you feel like, planning a sky
What you feel when the voices that come from the window
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was
Living good now from the plane land
Dady seh no farm fool money is the plan
Traveling the world I can do what a want
Taking care my peeps mama love stay
and stand fast by your mind
Lead from your heart and the world will follow
And share all the happiness you find
Share all the happiness, sounds simple
So homes think the whole world against him
Played ball, coach benched him,
Grandpa Klan lynched him,
He raised in Mississippi but he moved up
movies went on- ugh
Oh boy, oh boy what is this?
Some kind of Suicide Squad?
Your poetry is lifeless!
You lock yourself behind your bars
Learned so much
deserve to be bizarre (Wait, what?)
You're not a star you're kind of worthless
Wish I could take you to mars
Where you can finally learn this
Look at your
longer a threat to my kind
I'm divine
I'll align
The fate that's in my mind
I've become what I hate
To save the place that I love
Everyday there is more
kind of life
The world is forever mine when I am by your side
A magnified design
The perfect kind of life
2 much in my head
Gotta get get get
I'm so sick of sucking the dick of this cruel cruel city
I've forgotten what it takes to please a woman
But that's all gonna change [Repeat: x2]
above you
Fooled will be your entire purpose to stop me
I will defy all your kind
You have no idea what's aiming for your heart
I shall bathe in all your
die
Thunder is my kind
It's the sign of my God
Who reigns up in the sky
It's decided by God
To cross this bridge tonight
Cross this bridge tonight
And you're left without a friend, kind companion
Or a lover by your side
Set down for the ages on those long forgotten pages
Written by the sages when
Where you first greeted by a welcome mat of mad hardships
We live the ghetto novel, the novelist never write about
Where them pistols with them hollows
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