Lyrics:
"Push It"
[Cam'Ron]
Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones, Santana
Man, shit ain't changed since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the corner and push something
Dip
"Push It"
[Cam'Ron]
Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones, Santana
Man, shit ain't changed since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the corner and push something
Dip
them a little tale he won't tell me
Well it'shard and it's hard, ain't it hard
To love one who never did love you?
And it's hard, and it's hard, ain't
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware
I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
gotta understand,
I'm tryna make it
I'm the man,
I am elevated
With you by my side, we annihilating
Don't tell me goodnight
If we ain't communicating
We
It’s going down and you know where to get!
But you you! Pull it out and start runnin’
Me I pull it out and start gunnin’
Cause nigga I ain’t stuntin’!
So
‘cause you never do shit
You just hop up on a beat and say that you produced it
Yeah you even drop a remix before they drop the OG
You ain’t nothing but
This life isn't fair
It's gonna get dark, it's gonna get cold
You've got to get tough, but that ain't enough
It's all about soul
Ah
When you hear the sound X
Tell me what comes to your mind
A past relationship that didn't end fine or do
You see it as the 24th alphabet
For many
love love
Yeah we got love
Na na na na na na
Yeah we got love
Na na na na na na
With time goes by, it makes it hard to see
Hearts get broken like fairy
This gut ain't nothing these hoes'll like
I said, I look like LL
Took my shirt off, she claimed, "I can't tell"
But never say I can't sell
Pat, where
actin' kinda shady
Ain't callin' me baby
Better say my name
What is up with this
Tell the truth, who you with
How would you like it if
I came
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
trying to do, Civil war, yeah they want part two
Like a remix, funny how everybody can't see this
Or maybe they don't want to, hard to care when it really
I'm eating dinner
Remix a brick like Master Splinter
Chop it up, then serve dinner
Trappin' so hard I done hurt my liver
Trappin' so hard that it hurt
ain't over (It ain't over, It ain't over)
Shit I cant go out like that
Listen (listen)
Uh
Had to call up Matt, and tell em I'm adding a verse
Pernell
a lot of why'all ain't gon' make it
Done went from crack slingers to R&B singers
Before the mic's on, you was already singin
It's just a song was a big
don't do drive by's we
Do pull ups like Sonic
Don't it, remind you of greatness
Leave your ass faceless
I battle you, take your heart
And then taste it
This life isn't fair
It's gonna get dark, it's gonna get cold
You've got to get tough, but that ain't enough
It's all about soul
Ah
This life isn't fair
It's gonna get dark, it's gonna get cold
You've got to get tough, but that ain't enough
It's all about soul
Ah
I hit a nod
Pharmaceutical wordsmith, even when I'm moving real odd
Raw tip stuck to my finger, like Ann did with Kong
Remix it by the liter,
, Na, Na
Now why O why Lord
The nigga wanna try and die Lord
Niggas wanna learn hard way
Give it to 'em like that
Make 'em suffer
Put that bitch wit
time I sleep is on the plane
Bought the bitch a Rollie tell time
It ain't enough time in my day
Go Audemars retail price
With that card he get it
the country i can't even pronounce
Private location i can't even announce
A bh is by the pool side
And it ain't even summer
Yeah they love a na cause a
Nas
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