Lyrics:
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
open they eyes
Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan
Not just his b**** I'm like his main man
Act shifty your resistance gone swiftly
1/2 Dead
DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave
Give it to 'em Dogg
What up DMX? woof!
Master P?
Dr. Dre
My nephew Scott on the beat
Illy
the game
Wearing my name
Bad little brickhouse, go and do that thang
Yo - niggas surprised when
They open they eyes
Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they
little niggas get gun pounding
Keep moving, who saved you?
Play who? Not me
Me and Bronson, not we
Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast
Ice is
you
But shoes on your feet
Rule two
Read Matthew ten
It's the great commission
Try not to sin
Rule three
Take twenty bucks
And have fun
Don't come back
Shook with Brad and Josh and now
I'm rolling with the Acolytes
A month prior got a DM on the gram
He said his name is Scott he
Tours with Portugal the Man
Ground control found my soul in Lazarus Blackstar
Raised by the old ones in the villa of Ormen
A savior to those that they belittle and torment
An unlit
Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah, Scott La Rock, the list goes on
The world is missing you the hood is missing you
(Wondering if your the same and who's
buckle kids used to jock
Public Enemy came out, I had the clock
My favorite jam was by Big Daddy ain't no half steppa
My mic sounds nice check 1-2 by
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
of the fridge pack is in my HAND
Get that cooler and crack that 2 liter, this man's moody and needs his JAM
Dude, do the Dew. You don't want it? You got your
already know
Yo, these were the days
When bands were elected
Based on the jams they selected so check it
This man got respected
When fans detected that
Eye we missing you Jay we missing you
Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah, Scott La Rock, the list goes on..
The world is missing you the hood is missing you
Left Eye we missing you Jay we missing you
Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah, Scott La Rock, the list goes on..
The world is missing you the hood is missing you
of the tape
Thank y'all man
Pharaoh Height two thirty, Yeah
Shout to DJ BUSY
You know how we do
Uhh Uhh hah
Hope you all enjoyed it man, yeah
Scott what up
What
gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eatin some breakfast and some yams
My partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib
I just dumped out
'n roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.o.p. Eatin some breakfast and some yams
My partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib
we missing you
Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah, Scott La Rock, the list goes on..
The world is missing you the hood is missing you
(Wondering if your
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
the nineties
I loved Brazil
The OG Ronaldo
Rivaldo
Roberto Carlos
I liked
Barcelona in Spain
Juventus in Italy
AJAX
Celtic
Man U
Dortmund
And there's
A person
a son
And he got to eat, by any means
I got two fiends, fuck a hoop dream
Make it to the NBA that's a pipe dream
They end up smoking rock out of pipe
one
I'll blow you into parts, little pieces and specks
You'll be saying to yourself "what can happen next?"
This jam is dedicated to you and your
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