Lyrics:
Yo B (turn your speakers up man)
Turn your speakers up money!
Yo God! (Yo God?)
Yo I got mad skills.
Isn't that money?
Chorus: Snoop
New York
bitch, and watch me flow yo' shit
Mr., Makaveli movin' pieces like telekinesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit' real pieces
Shots rang and niggas
the source, then I am the plug talkin'
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
Yeah
Yo, yo
Telekinesis, I'm purifyin' these D speeches
While I'm cryin', I
"Ghetto Music"
(here we go)
[Repeat: x5]
"Yo"
"And my name is Rakim"
Yo, the saga begins, my eyes is the photography lens
Properly push
gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?
I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn't have
Ay, like I got telekinesis, I'm not embellishing, peep it
I move the tail on these pieces they love for me to spit
When it's hot as hell in
goes by, don't get high, don't ask why (why, oh why?)
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesis
Gets me
goes by, don't get high, don't ask why (why, oh why?)
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesis
Gets me
え? 君たちは誰
エトガ・バッサ
ユセ・ユル
ファットトニ
聞いたことがねぇ
Da.yo.ne
な
Du brauchst verdammt nochmal nicht so zu schauen
Ich glaub der Ampelmann ist blau (Ha!)
Huh, huh
Let's get it
Yo I'm a beast unleashed to stack paper until my pocket leaks
Or till I pop the seems
Or til my trousers crease
Showing you
lines
And we rollin' South Central, fixin' for a drive-by
$moke Weed Paul, the captain of the muthafuckin' Cadillac
Homie on the side and in the trunk is
thru a motion now I'm sea sick
Thesis Shawdy got telekinesis
Moving my heart without touching my body how she reached it?
Pieces, of my soul was
1st verse
welcome to the house of pain where drama if you starting yo blood will pour like it's fucking raining
claim to fame Let it Bang
bend
(Nice one, Trailblazer)
Drizz,
YM,
Hey,
Trailblazer on production,
Yo,
Let me take them back,
Let me take them back,
Let me...
Let me...
Yo
Iont do well wit tension
Pockets over populated
E mo ne y
My pockets over populated iont do Well wit tension
They can take take it how they want Ima
a fight
Catches the fade
Get Mossed by my pipe
It ain't no
Toss up, Decide
You know the name of the game
These bitches choosing and yo bitch choose me
This right here's in dedication to all that we been chasing
Tighten my chains and my bracelets like fuck yo validation
You only witnessed my training
telekinesis
Faith increases as we plead and apply the blood of Jesus
Pray without ceasing, yeah we do this 24/7
Whatever we bind on earth shall be bound in
back and forth-- our talk was half savagery, half was scripture
It’s peeling off layers put on by others that constrict ya
If the federalies would find
just pulled a bad batch from Burma
I keep her wetter than a bayou
I ride by right by you
I ride by like "bye-you"
So much money I can buy you
But I
Like heath cliff
Switch gears mind Lifted like telekinesis
Bitch I'm more Than decent
I'm the mufukin God
(Up late)
Reading Revelations
My Signs
Yo, I'm trippin', dippin', slippin' into a stupor
Sippin' on a pint Ouzo
Heaven sent like Clark Kent
Feelin super in my scooter, hittin' on cougars
Yo bitch gone get straight on her knees
When I come by
I got this big .45
That bitch five nines
He just poured a four of that wok
This his ninth time
Flatbush Zombies Worlds Fair
Saying "Nigga we on the rise!"
Yo, yo i got the eyes of Medusa so I
Dare a nigga stare at me
Bring your bitch I bet she
Got
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