Lyrics:
the confusion go all away from this cold and mixed-up world
I am in love with you (I'm in love)
You set me free
I can't do this thing called life without you
frisbee, you know I'm around
Whippin' the Battle Bus like it's my job
Out here smoking gas with Neem and Rob
Ten years diabetes, yeah I'm a vet
Taking
mobbin
Make a bitch
Take a trip
Set up tricks and we rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who
landed on the ground
Walked out the house, seen the yellow brick road
Up walks a little pimp with a cane and some gold
Nugget rings, gold teeth and a cup
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
days, being laid up with the Mrs.
We were sort of like soulmates, now we lovers from a distance
Done looking for a lover, Rather be by myself
Paintin' all
fuck with unc', he's super cool
Nigga tried to sell me a set of tools
I told him, "Unc'
They make the type of tools I use
Tools I got'll make a nigga
4. Lion King morning time score, bird song, dog barking, snoring,
5. Sound professor from Cornell struggling with recording, bird song recorded by
her mouth
I grew up in the trenches, they'll rob you 'cause you out
I had to get up off them benches before my mama cussed me out (whoa)
Diplomatic
me to take you back to where it all began
Listening to street poets black performing with my dad
Yo introduced to MCing by my cousin Scribe
Way before
Won't you dance with me
Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no
a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with
got shot by they own
AI cross got 'em shook, huh (AI cross got 'em shook)
Workin' out with the big dogs
With the weight, now watch me cook, huh
Top
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
his next of kin (21)
Encore, fuck it, hit they block again (on God)
I embrace the struggle 'cause I understand
Fell in love with hard times, they
I tell you what black, here's the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take this message
Along with that, I ain't your average cat
Fuck
stayed toe to toe with her vocal gymnastics. She's shocked. And she asks someone, Go get Rob. Rob walks in and she says, check this girl out and we start
nigga Ren, duck when I bust
Make Jada get on these nuts, make Will, love to cuss
You wanna fuck with us? Man, I wouldn't do it
Ask this nigga here, his
nigga Ren, duck when I bust
Make Jada get on these nuts, make Will, love to cuss
You want to fuck with us? Man, I wouldn't do it
Ask this nigga here,
instruments he’d never seen in books or mentioned by Older- it was a Temple to the God of Lutes. In one corner was a mixing station, with cords that ran
I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked
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