Lyrics:
to swing
That's when I seen her
Her name was Tina
Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina
I said, "How you doin', my name's Big L
Don't ask me how I'm
still feel like a loner
I'm in my 30's now but don't feel like a grown up
Even though I've been through some shit that the school books never told us
used, feel like they just don't know
Said I'm yearning, stressing, bring my money home
You can see the attitude in everything we do
I do this lucid, been
pullin down Melrose
Still down with Elkos{?} 'til the fuckin' cell close
Nigga don't test me, you're gonna fail those
They should arrest me, blow like
could be working even better
And I think you should look at me as an opportunity to find that out
I don't mean any disrespect by that
I'm just saying I
back, give a fuck about what you wanna call that
New school Terror Squad
Terror gone, terror god
Little white bumps on gold keys
People act like
pain for you to see
Only rap about the life that’s true to me
'Member skipping school and ducking truancy
Forget the mutiny, I'm about unity
You know
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that you
Appreciate their support finally
Always stay true to yourself and your
Music don't try to be
Something or someone that you're not
- people will
Never be intrigued by the young boy face
Look inside me love you see I got wild taste
I don't really know but
Somebody said that
A high-priced girl
name is $hort, just what you've been lookin' for"
Pimp is my game, I do it the best
Hoe fuck with me, she don't get no rest
Well after that, I G'ed
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're the sun rise
The only time you see us cry
Is when a Soldier dies
I'm from the side whee the sun rise
Ole English, Hennessy, watch me mix, mix (drink up bitch)
Roll Gelato in Fronto then dickmatize a bitch, bitch
Her legs don't work no more, had
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
since the yellow's don't stop
And it don't quit, you know we went gypsy
Arrivin' on the scene at about eight-fifteen
To the same routine, some sheisty
I don't even know what to do
I got 2 bitches to choose
Should I leave wit her or you?
Tryna see who keep it true
Who gon' come wit me while makin'
pennies
See niggas lie on the stand, guess hell ain't harder than prison, who knows
In the 90's a traffic stop get you tickets, a joke
Now they find you
you that rapper with that song about Hot Topic?"
Maybe Bukowski was right about women? Ha ha, stop it!
This is an old-school jam, I'm dropping knowledge
you, look through to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
me don’t let em harden my heart
I rather die a slow death for Tearing Demons apart
I’m the solider of God
He made my dreams come true
You can say
on me
Why do brothers bump they gums and debate on me
Why when I ride by and don't stop
You feel I disrespected your block
If you had a top-notch
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