Lyrics:
through the sky
Vibing while the clouds go by
I need you to E.l.e.v elevate me
I just wanna fly through the sky
I be so high so high
Ima get it by any
Yeah
Secret Lover
Yeah
Secret Lover
Ugh
Chorus:
I'll be your secret l-o-v-e-r
If you promise me that you won't say shit
L-o-v-e-r
and I promise your
cut for me, deal me, touch me
L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y
I spits the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E
Droppin' it nuclear all the time
a livin'(wetsang?)
I sin for a livin' (wetsaaang?)
I've been on that digit (ishhuuu)
I've fiend by my business
Shit I'm on it, I be on it
So I'm on my knees lord
MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
Through any contest
I'm victorious
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many
MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
Through any contest
I'm victorious
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many
till the day that I die it's L.B.
from the year 95 and true 'G's
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4
Reaching for the sky and you be reaching for the ceiling yeah
Figure I be the one you look up to so why that reaching yeah
H-U-S-T-L-E been the same thing we
yin jo
Se l'Oju a ti yin o eh
*Emi ni oun olu oluwa*
I am the Lord's Battle axe
*Pelu mi a o fa okunkun tu*
By my hands Darkness shall be
Um, you know, and and the story continues
I mean, this is a legend in the making and watch
You know, one day, I'll be able to tell my kids that
Um, I
got it
Tell me that you got it
B I B L E
That's my bible ayy
You know I don't play bout that
You know I need my Bible
With Jesus by my side, I feel
double l
Put that shit on big luck debonair
If I go broke I get saved by the bells
Something like slater
You simp for attention I'm keeping it playa
Off
mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my craft
So each year I get better
To stay ghetto and clever
But be richer than ever
(E
mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my craft
So each year I get better
To stay ghetto and clever
But be richer than ever
(E
dick, not me
On gang
I'm F-R-E-E, fuck nigga free (fuck 'em)
That mean I ain't gotta worry 'bout no fuck nigga cheatin' (woo)
And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E
I lived in it, I remember the smell of it
cnd the city call
It's the P-c-L-M-D-c-L-E
It's the P-c-L-M-D-c-L-E
It's the P-c-L-M-D-c-L-E
It's
me for my sins, I'm tryna be a better man
Innocent at birth, this wasn't God's plan
Good kid mad city, dealt a bad hand
Been taking L's all my life man
wanna be the best, forget all the rest
And that's the whole song
Started from one place to another, little kid to a rapper
It's all about what I do now,
Killa sai chi l'ha finita
Va che flow marsiglia, che rima pulita
Come Eminem e Benzino, e beh zio
Credo sia chiaro il tuo destino, cestino i tuoi testi
things too
So I'll catch you on the weekend
Mondays through Fridays out, I'll see you then
A W-E-E-K and a E-N-D
And a L-O-V-E we were meant to be
at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about
the homies so dance
I know I look like I give a fuck by a glance
But look a little harder, I never had a chance
Chorus:
Lets take it back to 85
Air Jordan
lately they showing my stu time
I'm the kid that make the other kids be afraid to go play outside ey
I see why you hating l see why you so pissed off
You
and clean
And to the rubbers that throw in the scene
M-A-N-D-E-L-A
Now you got a chance to hear what he say
Since they kept him locked up for
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