Lyrics:
really shut the door and let you open new ones
It only took me a month
'Til I was bored of the fun
The fun I was never having
Was just some problems outrun
Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz
What is going on and it's Michelle LA's 97-01
Radio is what you're listening to first
Thing I walk in the door and right
Behind me here he is Kanye
(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
or unstable it also gave
Him ample time to consider
His goals in prison, one of his
Friends told me
Meek "never mentioned the money or
The endorsements he lost
tell me to stay home
You're controlled by the tv and radio
Fuck politics and policies fuck the new world order
Gotta hide my face when I talk about this
back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
the hypest in New York City?
WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin on me!
"I got fifty men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch troubles I starve
Is that it?
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
put it together den we jumped up in the game
Then Big Momma told me boy you gon' be a star
But I never thought I'd make it from the hood and go so far
back-back then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I
about dying
But truth be told we all have the same end
Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
But I'm telling you
This is the best news you
door and the door knob. The doorknob was this beautiful sculpted bass clef. You walked in and the carpet smelled new and I could hear familiar voices
defiance! You do what I say!
I'm not the madman! You're calling ME the “lunatic”?
Wake up! You'll never amount to anything!
Don't look at me! Wake up!
For my final movement, before I am cut
By the one and only Banished, I will perform my version of-
Hey dad, um, what’s my name? JK
But I wouldn’t be
contest
Now, who the hypest in New York City?
Wu-tang, radio stop shittin' on me
I got fifty men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch troubles,
and the steak and the potatoes and the plate
Never a dummy, rejections are funny
First years of my life I thought that food stamps were money
So by ten I was
I've never told (ay man, the language brother)
Motherfucker, this ain't back in the day
Statik what up?
LOX in this joint
This ain't back in
I'm pulling the strings to this shit like it's fabric
You can tell by my numbers I've never been average
I'll tell 'em watch when I go get a patek
Then
man, and I just wanna leave with (told y'all it was gon' go like this)
If you ain't got it by now then you just ain't getting it, yeah (ha, yeah)
Let's
man, and I just wanna leave with (told y'all it was gon' go like this)
If you ain't got it by now then you just ain't getting it, yeah (ha, yeah)
Let's
a hearse
You owe me rappers, this da time to reimburse
This song is only one take
Never had time to rehearse
Am da true rap savvy
All you emcees worthless
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