Lyrics:
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
grateful for my features
Like I made a CD with Mrs. Knowles and ain't pay a G
I'm on my way to GA, magazine in the BM
Imagine the Nazis see me, a MAGA hat
I'm giving you the best
Sweet love
ANITA BAKER
To bake a whole cake
Not a slice
See the layers
I'm funkin for Jamaica
Wit the spliff lit
Waving
a clear message
Like Khadijah saying prayers
I'm giving you the best
Sweet love
ANITA BAKER
To bake a whole cake
Not a slice
See the layers
I'm funkin for
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
soon as my hustle got good I showed out
Quick to jump I-24, come back with plenty mo'
By '97 I was smoking perfect o
The chains and the Willie Esco
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
so we marching like (left, right, left, right)
Oh they follow me
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not intimidated by you
string you other niggas wannabes
You really my offspring i'm a monster stranger things
Fire flame kerosene quarterback willie beam
Whip me down mr clean
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
Her
By The Way She Was Running Like c Fountain
You Was Born Screaming & I Was Born Scheming
Fox Fur On, More Swagg Than Willie Beamen
I'm Supposed To Be
aisle, of a funeral home
Put two to your dome, so pass the microphone
The s-h-o-w-be-I-z from 1-6-3, third and a-v-e
The trump can't see me
Lick for lick,
to do right about now
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls,
Mary J. Blige and J-C from Jodeci
And we
[Chorus]
All day and all night
Nigga anytime you see me I'ma keep it super tight
I'm an underground king reppin' UGK
Don't give a damn what
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
talkin' more shit than Mr. Shit Talker?
Run around, disgustin' muthafuckas make me get Foghorn,
Don't make me pick your ass apart like a vulture,
Next thing
project Mr. Obnoxious
Noone saw whats coming
Friends didnt see it coming
Tomorrows isnt promised
I mean life depends on your choices
The good dying young
got them walking like (left, right)
We the best, so we marching like
They follow me
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not
car
Slide in, Slide out
Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution by: Soundrop
the tapestry
Of my pollard family tree
I was no more than six
What more could she do for me
Before my teens
Than let me see her loyalty
As she called the police
. Smith
Mr.Smith album together
make it hot, knowI'msayin?
Thank the Trackmasters (Pope Tone?) Steve Stout
we definitely turning this joint out,
surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this label
Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for real
They gotta put ya face
more shit than Mr. Shit Talker?
Run around, disgustin' muthafuckas make me get Foghorn,
Don't make me pick your ass apart like a vulture,
Next thing you
tight and you know that this is true
Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob makin' heads bob and it don't stop
'Cause we're about to keep on flowin' 'til you see our
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