Lyrics:
the star shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it
shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it straight
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be
Why you lying in yo lyric
Why you lying in yo lyric
Ohhhh
My life is like a movie dog I'm a real one
Why you lying in yo lyrics I know the real you
Just like a ball
Good life a live just keep it up
Gosh gosh gosh.
Keep it up with time Keep it up with the mind
Keep it up with the lyrics keep it up
What this bassline do
It gets you vibing
What this bassline do
It sets the mood
What these lyrics do
They kill the silence
What these lyrics do
They
think I sprinkled when I tinkled
so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater
cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol
for 5
lyrics are pictures and we're only the frame
Cause we drive the highest wave
There is no one to save
We do moves everywhere
That's why you know us by name
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
inspired by that feelin' that I provided (talk to 'em)
Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
(Rory Bourke/Gene Dobbins/Johnny Wilson)
It's too late
You say you want me, and it's too late
Once my love for you was so great
But it's too late
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Horn by the Sioux
And the tears and devistation of a once proud warrior nation
This I know ?cause I was riding with them too
I drank mare's blood
is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin
And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue
You get ripped up by KRS-One
Now, lyrics, somebody
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right
Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when
I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
Four men take a load off, just to watch the day go by
Philosophising with their friends like they're Plato
They prophecise on the bench by the main
I was found in Wilson County just a mile outside of town
On the doorsteps of two people who brought me up to where I am
I was born to be a loser
Yo yo check it
Unattached and calm sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars SE's
gather the whole team
We get it by any means
I drop 3's
Like Reggie was with the pacers
Won't find no replacement
I'm on fire
Run it up they ring the alarm
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
Written by Ben Wilson
I'll share my world with you
Ev'rything that I own
My earthly possessions
They're no good if I'm alone
Let me give you
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
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