Lyrics:
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
MPC Akai
Who I name William after 'cause I get bills from these beats
Fuck the industry, know we keepin' it real up in these streets
Came up in
and Swizz got beef so they cut my nigga out
It was for Larry Hoover, Kanye tryna get him out (free Hoover)
Wonder how Pusha T feel about they reunion (I
all mine
It was my version of the blues, dropping out schools
The crack epidemic had rap representing the rules
So I got in them shoes, tried 'em, wore
records to a totally different audience
I take a precaution that nobody else has
I stickered my album
I made two versions, two versions, two versions
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
classy, gold hand bone, mama said I'm too flashy
Niggas wanna jack me, tell 'em, "Run it," like a track meet
On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
the first album to the second album Powerballin'
Everybody that had something to do with this album
Capitol Record I appreciate it
I also wanna say I got
off the way it should have been
One of my homies that was one of my artists, he got signed
But it was supposed to really go through my production
to share it with all of you
And clear the air a little bit
Say it all from my point of view
I haven't seen you in a while
All the dust has been settled now
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
said – of the last 25
Years the best album of
The past 25 years that I spent a year and a
Half making, out there i was
Exiled from my country, it was
pre-Onika (ye-ah)
You the smaller version, you the baby sneaker
Flacko I wonder how it feel to live or be like you
Album number three, and keep it G like Q
the balls between my legs and I think
I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's veiny
Wait I think I got it, okay bitch I got you, Robin Williams
hounds
I Have that block spinning like
…
It’s a microwave now and I got mad figures, uh huh
And I made this money from my decisions, uh huh
So when all
Dear Mama, I know we had drama I write my feelings now with pens and commas
I know there was mistakes on both ends caught between being my mother
nature and white by choice
And the sound of my voice makes your panties moist
'Cause I'm finger lickin' happy like a gay proctologist
So like a dyke with
sip lots of liq' shots
It makes my hip-hop fat as your lip got
When I kickboxed with flip-flops
And give a disk jockey six copies of this floppy
There go your mama wish you brought your ass home and left the drama alone
I had my mama waitin' by that window
Comin' home three in the morning,
raise
Hey, got violated by someone she dated, if this is fate
I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we waited
Though it takes time to build
diamonds up again
It's nice to die from alcoholism it's very glorious
Wait
But if you
Pffff I know love like a flat tire bus when I've got somewhere to go
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