Lyrics:
dawgs up to the Feds?
That's why when you say "Am
I my brother's keeper?"
I look you square in your eyes
Nigga and say "YES I AM!"
And give you one
eyes on me
You might not see me on BET
Or things of that nature
Can’t get no play when nias at
The radio station hate ya
One thing they can’t take from
To a place that you only dream of when you're all alone
And you can go by feel
'stead of circumstance
But the power's in beliving
So give yourself a chance
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
your back trunk
And let loose with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice than 2pac
(Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my
your back trunk
And let loose with the juice when I do rock
I'm too hot, some say I got more juice than 2pac
(Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my
Ever rigid, never fidgety when dem a left a critique
Especially with these lyrics which is a helluva gift
Study me? You have a better chance fi master
attack like cobra
Killin warrior soldiers in D.C., you face Jehovah all over
The darkside, I ride tracks to provide
Elementive intelligence while you
factuals
All in yo feelings
That's why you can't get by
Put em away for a sec
Give it a try
Watch how you handle business like a G
Grandaddy style cool
Problem is when you talk about me nothing is average
And so I planted coded language
In my opus transcript back-mask and anagrammic
Unrecorded knowing they
the place to be)
(Andre 3000, shout out to public housin') (cash) (bitch)
(I brought the whole hood with me)
You got red dirt in your Afro
(Young Hov' in
waiting for? I blaze them all I'm past hot
Fuck you, fuck your team, fuck your mascot
Trash talk talk trash walk past but don't look
I can tell by the vibes
a lot of people changing right before my eyes
Tell me that you got me, but I know it's all lies
So, when it goes down there ain't not tears in my eyes
I
shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball
Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six
I circumcise the track, you just a dick
dragged my name in the dirt (nope, oh, yeah, yeah)
All this work to be successful
When you abandon me 'cause of what you heard (yeah, oh, yeah, heard)
I
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by
make me slap you
Look, like, wait till I catch you
Look, man are like "that's that black yout"
Went Jools Holland in my tracksuit
Rep for the scene like
wanna get out of here!)
Yo kid chill, aight, aight, check it out
Flexy I'm sexy when I'm standin' in my drawers
If you can't check me when I'm
no HONKEY
If you saying you love Me!
Bitch, Eye'm GOD a Black Woman
Original eve gene
Eye embody everybody
Nobody Can clone me
My brother said
am di most proper)
dem can't imagine what i got ta ta ta (Original Rajah)
me light it up like di rocket pon diwali ctishbaz
who is blessed by di jah
all kinds of thing that they not
I'm lost brother, can you help me
Can you help me brother, please
You see what we did, we lost the love
I'm
used-to-be chiefs
Is it raw? Do a bear live in the woods?
Brothers tapes ain't jack their best tracks is wack
I heard you think you got a chance to win
But
of life was simply livin' by the truth
Next thing you know
I'm overexplainin' it in the booth
My resources helpin' me out
I gotta put 'em to use
Smokin
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