Lyrics:
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
face how you want to take, take your ass
to the record store jealous motherfuckers
running they mouth getting they nuts off
i can't wait to catch
here we go again
Yeah I'm 'bout to flow again
My shit at the record store
Go ahead and blow it in, tell a friend
And don't be afraid about it
Brought
Rock it from prescios doe
Drops it just lets it flow
Cop it don't knock it you block us stop at the record store
This is Aaron Yates thizlely in rain
Jumped out of the second floor of a record store
With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder
In Ecuador with Edward Norton
Witness
shiny Datsun's and Buick's
Back to the phone company, the record store, too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
'Cause all I wanna do is have
That I could go gold
platinum and still slang keys out the record store
This caine got me sick
These niggas they talking that shit
Don't make me load
mom's we was lookin for jobs
When we was really in the record store lookin for Nas
Project of the ghetto, Ghetto and the project
From compton to being
got tired of watching Jigga boss
So we told our mom's we was looking for jobs
When we was really in the record store looking for Nas
Project
to sell out record stores
When they say they sell they soul it's not a metaphor
Yeah
I wonder if JFK tried to warn us a storm was around the corner
[C Murder]
I cop a Benz at the age of twenty one nigga
I fuck hoes and smoke weed for fun nigga
>From the streets to the muthafuckin record
to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record stores
to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record stores
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
shiny Datsun's and Buick's
Back to the phone company, the record store, too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
'Cause all I wanna do is have
A rhyme that I kick is stored daily in my journal
Or my diary when speakin' on the black man I gets fiery
The record's in the record store, category's
money calling gotta go
my boys are outta crack I gotta keylow in the record store
I'm back rolling and I'm living like a mack
a 92 benz bought moms
When I spot someone
Who is same height as you
And goes to same record stores
I literally think I am five minutes away from love
When I hear
to the record store say ya gonna buy
that the E is connected to the A and the Z ya say why
so that's how the beats stack it up on material made of hits
is all I hear
Money overturned, then I jet
To make another hit, for you to go and get
Record stores sold out because you love it
Another example of how
As their legacies continue on and on and on
Salute in tribute, light a candle
Play a song as their legacies continue on
We've lost brick and mortar record
Told me I'm smarter than you, you just gotta trust me yo
I stole from the record store, still selling, records though
Yeah
(Love you Grandma!)
Ain't no
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