Lyrics:
us with money
And perception and mute the culture
But you can see at Madison Square
Garden that you can stop us
9th It felt like a seen from
I gaze at Your moon and Your stars
Mounted like jewels in their setting
I know You are the fascinating artist who fashioned it all
When I look up
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
us the- outta here
The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin' labels
Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doing artists in like Cain
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
I'm a bitch and I have much fun (I have much fun)
And I like doing things I love, yeah
'Cause I love that
I fucking love that
Cool kids, cool kids
know the feds watchin'
Auntie on my telegram, like, "Be cautious"
I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on Stockton
I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for
garbage
It's me, blunt: the artist, y'all niggaz is garbage
[Planet Asia]
Sweat jackets valor, rap money, looking like crack money
Relax, money,
changed from sushi to pastas
Wear my hat like the late Sinatra's
Models pop the coochie when the spot us
Finally rappers you could be proud of, from
the secret
Of us, us
Us (us), us (us, us, us)
I know you know
It felt like somethin' old
It felt like somethin' holy
Like souls pleadin', so
It felt
artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this rap
Get a shovel for them cats
I will six feet deep artists
Who rap like rap is supposed to sound?
New cats
an artist
I am an artist
But I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid, kid
And maybe I'll grow out of it.
Our daddy's won the war and came home to our moms
They gave them so much love that all us kids were born
We all grew up on Mickey Mouse
, Space age whiz kids
Space age whiz kids, Space age whiz kids
Space age whiz kids, Space age whiz kids
I like space age whiz kids
I like, I need, I
little thing I make up my mind to be
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit
And I pray that I'm an artist
First time hearing Biggie
I'm like, "Who's this kid? Wow" (first time you heard Nas)
When I heard Pac
That was on that song with, uh, Digital
like some I know
Who push and shove us little kids around
Just because you've whiskers on your face to shave
You treat us like a slave
So what?
Ooh, I like it here
Ooh, I am never going home
I loved you
They called us the Pop Kids
'Cause we loved the pop hits
And quoted the best bits
So
You can't ever catch us all
Sticks and stones and all that shit
Does Jesus know I'm innocent?
I'd like to think he'd gladly take us all
The kids
and fed our souls
As the fireworks exploded
Like those cannons long ago
See the kids in the candlelight
Spirits on the mend
Every golden child tonight
Just
hearts and fed our souls
As the fireworks exploded
Like those cannons long ago
See the kids in the candlelight
Spirits on the mend
Every golden
This ain't serious (no)
This will make you delirious
If we didn't buss (never)
Every artist woulda 'fraid of us
Again, this ain't serious (no)
This
And I feel like, you know
If you're gonna be an artist
There's a time when you just have, you know
Embrace the responsibility
And I'm just sayin'
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