Lyrics:
(What's up?)
How ya doin' today? (Just great Shags!)
That's great, now let's give a hand
To Mickey Clark and the Gangsta Fun Band!
We'll be right
(Hi, hey, love, I'll come check you out)
(Never gonna give up on you)
(So what are you gonna show me first?)
Yeah, we gonna do it like this (well)
sights
To keep her in my life
By all means, she can get ahead of herself
I'll already be there
I'll already be there to meet her
She's no traitor
innocent love)
Want that innocent love (want that innocent love)
So, hold up, hold up
See the stars and the moonlight
Don't let it pass us by
We got
and switch it up
I take herbs by tha ounces and twist it up
Listen up wit the mic in my hand it's like I got ya life in my hands and
Ima take it
[Chorus]
by his little brother in the front lawn
So he inherits the land, comes up with a master plan
Put Cuba out of B.I., he hands me a C.I.
I got a half
lost or stolen
Got a pocket full of debt and doubt
And a barrel full of hand-me-downs
I thought all doors were broken
'Til I finally got one open
And I
on a lack of power
I believe in understanding, I've got to know where we're landing
I'm takin' my survey now, hands up if you're with me
Do you want
wanna get two partners alone
Because I'm only 25, and still going live
Got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside
I wake up, and gotta pick
wicked Feleena, the girl that I loved
So in anger, I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My
keep up with me
Come on, let's race
Baby baby, you will see
Here I come
Beep-beep
Move over honey
Let me by
Move over baby
Let this man by
I'm
keep up with me
Come on, let's race
Baby baby, you will see
Here I come
Beep-beep
Move over honey
Let me by
Move over baby
Let this man by
I'm
Feleena the girl that I loved
So in danger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My challenge
wicked Felina, the girl that I love
So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
in front of a store or something
'Cause you'd be taking shortcuts, right
Cops, "Ree, put your hands up, black boy!"
The cops shot the kid
world go round
I come alive with you by my side
I can't get close enough
Whenever I feel your touch
Nothing lights up my sky
Like watching you shine
Awooooo
Chale we ready
We ain't going nowhere
Going nowhere, yeah
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
Level up here by any means
brother But you're messed up
You're too busy being by yourself You're fornicating
You're havin' a party with them Demons but you are betraying people
That
have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh
cried
We came on through
Hearts open wide
When you were down
I was with you by your side
I'm gonna stand up
Carry my wings with my hands up
Sing new songs
the shiny sword hanging up
On your head
You can feel the power rising, strong, filling your hand
Living like a mortal man, you're a god with the power
hands down
Just to let another nigga try
Maybe it just ain't my time
Or maybe I been speeding by
Way too many signs
To me get it right
The consequence
Is
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