Lyrics:
it was sess Son niggaz would smoke this shit up
So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
Yo yo yo we are street soldiers of the dark side
its all good
Leave all the stress from the world outside, every wrong done
Will be alright, nothin' but peace, love n street passion
Every ghetto needs
Step by step, I got a brand new walk
I even sound sweeter when I talk
I said, oh yeah
It must be love
(You know it must be love)
Let me tell you
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
Persecuted by the Romans, the chosen few
Illuminati stole it from the
Egyptian mystery school
Started flippin' our tools
And perverted our math
Master masons
on the table by the game chair
Have a great night
Dream about me (I love you have a great night)
(Girl) You give me wings I could fly
You put the song in my
there
Told you I'll be there
The rain must fall (fall)
The rain must fall (fall)
The rain must fall (fall)
(The rain must)
Mmh
Mmh, oh (you're
on some, "Stay solid" shit, used to make play by the colleges
JP brought Mason Turner, our sense the road was a major earner
Nigga, my life full
They must go to school
To hand-pick these old fools
I say to you
Objection Overruled!
It's all Perry Mason's fault!
Cat strangling
the choice is clear, just gotta get up off the sand
Future Mason would regret it if I didn't try
Now is not the time to sit by
I'd rather do all the things I
By the time I'm 21
I'll be the ghetto bill gates
You were born to be an angel
That it was in my brain too
Now the only star spangled
Is
(STONGHOLD)
(Yeah)
(SPILLGOD)
(Trizzy Beats Mother Fucker)
I get the trap bumpin
We get it in by the dozen
Nigga be talk like he big but he bluffing
to crack
It's the Arrival Mason come blowout the track, Yeah!
Soaring to the top like a bottom rocket
The music drops, people stop as it hits the spot
Baby
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
Do you trust me? (Yeah)
Love me? (Yeah)
You puttin' it on me?
You must be, your down-ass chick
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
Do you trust me? (Yeah)
Love me? (Yeah)
You puttin' it on me?
You must be, your down-ass chick
Step by step, I got a brand new walk
I even sound sweeter when I talk
I said, oh yeah
It must be love
(You know it must be love)
Let me tell you
man you
To ask me, can you use me?
Ha
Though at love you may be a wizard, I'm wanting to know
Could you warm me up in a blizzard
Say, forty
a modest man
Always lent a helping hand
It's the friends that you love the most
That leave you stranded in the dust
It's how it goes
(Ah, take it away!)
spike it
Voicing opinions but holding laryngitis
But I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero
handsome
I knew them boys were paigons
When I saw their interactions
Yeah, nigga, it's all over zaphy
Champagne from Fortnum & Mason
I just tour and hit
to someone who needs it more
I'd much prefer to be their neighbor, just the guy who lives next door
Sit out on the porch with my crap guitar and my mason jar
don't fix what we can, we should plan to be sleeping on the front porch
But I'm a handy man and my plan is to fix it before I go
(What must I do)
Can
and it must be love
chorus
Well I never felt this way before
Something's got a hold on me and won't let go
Believe I'd fly just a whole day for
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
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