Lyrics:
support him
I never thought you would sell out
You're becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I'm like
She said to me, My friend, I hope that you won't mind the smell
But could you sit yourself down and hear the story I've got to tell
We sat down
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I
Hard body, my bars probably
Would off John, Bob Marley
Step poppy banging I was hardly
Higher than them handle bars
They was higher than the stars be
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
blow by, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
Introspect connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Close
get away
Runnin around
And as the trucks drive by
You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!"
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of joe
you did with Lilcock?
That was hard, I'm 'bout to do it
(Bitch, bitch)
Bitch hopped on the top like a mob piece
Talkin' on my name
You'll get hit by
Ohhh
Tell me your that somebody
Queen B got that body baby
I'ma give you my body
Come and give me that body
I can hear your body calling baby
Cruisin
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence?
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
I hear a beat
I could you make feel my soul just by how I how I speak
Told her If she leave I ain’t fallin
Cuz’ things tend to leave when it’s
Maître by Pierre Boulez
I'm glad you recognize it, Frank
Every time I hear a gong and a flute
This many pears
Hey listen, you know where these people
when did dreadlocks become probable cause
Totin' around a backpack become breakin the law
Son I'm fed up, so get up, stand up like Bob told you
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together, let the good times roll
Don't sit there mumblin', talkin' trash
If you wanna have some fun
You
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together, let the good times roll
Don't sit there mumblin', talkin' trash
If you wanna have some fun
You
enemies I know they see me
They tryin real hard just to beat me
I got that viiibe to turn it up riiiiight
After I'm done you'll just wanna repeat me
'm incitin' a riot
If you ain't hear me clear, my nigga
I said, as I start to promote the peace
And I say, "Stop the violence," I think I'm incitin' a riot
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence?
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
up, come on (come on)
Have me come for
[Bizzy]
One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably want to kill me will
crazy
You're not crazy
Come here
Don't you walk away from me
I don't care what I told you, come back here
You hear me talkin' to you, baby? Come here
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
my sister
Tia that's my clique I only rock wit real sisters
Snow Hill my home not once did you hear me stutter
But you hung on every single word
H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday yall got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
Im talkin shit they didn't like
Ridin marble
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