Lyrics:
We never go rest
Baboon I beat on my chest
Shout-out to Big Man Dex
Venecii london hella fresh
I'm not alone I'm with the set
I'm Out in the Day
dutchie
got me madem rooting
you the same vibe I'm choosing
Unruly wo nante3 no na ku me
Never not in the mood 11:09 we spooning
Beyond ordinary, cuz coat
the garbage in the snow
But that's not what I'm here to tell you about
I'm here to talk about the draft
They got a buildin' down in New York City called
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
outside, can't miss my time
I'm not in love with the music, it just be numbing the pain
I'm not in love with the music, it just be numbing the pain
Cut
me by the tail, tail, tail
I'm not going to tell you my story
But it's too long to say because my name is Wayde
She wouldn't stop man. My story's too
Halleluyah...
Your word is yea and amen
I'm not moved by what I see
But only by your word
I'm not moved by what I hear
Unless it is your word
I'm
sneaker not funny nah
Three’s on three’s like i’m Curry
Fuck with me catch a body
She give me brain like she studied
Bands in my sneaker not funny nah
Yeah,
my sneaker not funny nah
Three's on three's like i'm Curry
Fuck with me catch a body
She give me brain like she studied
Bands in my sneaker not funny
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
saying
Like it's not
It's not nothing
It's nothing else to it
I'm His son Bro
Like I'm His son
I'm made in His image Bro
You dig like
So how, how can I
No Ceilings 3
I'm on your block with money on top
Black Lives Matter, what's up with these cops?
I'm spittin' this fire, I do not aspire
Just
real quiet and that was my crime
But this time it’s your demise
And I swear that I’m coming for blood
And I’m not thinking twice
I'm in my vibe (x3)
I'm
It's a magic number
Stand together til we're done
One for all and all for one
We are 3, it's a magic number
I'm with you your with me
Birds fly
three rings three rings
(I can do anything)
Ok, yeah
I'm fucking the game raw, I don't got a plan b
I'm making them mad see, the hope is to get to a Benz
lunch
So I'm not super hungry"
I said, well you know, baby, I'm not starvin' either
But I could eat"
She said "So whadya have in mind?"
I said I don't
see...
Im me.. not you.. I'm just something that you can't be..
I'm all by myself and don't need no help my nigga I'm camp free..
{HOOK}
Niggas don't
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
the Lite Brite I had when I was three
If only I could dream or achieve the ones I have when I'm awake and not just when I fall asleep
Seems like counting
born, born in Bethlehem
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee three by three
Three by the Hebrew children
Two
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