Lyrics:
Light it fights the evil's and
Lunar New Year lights up the land
Celebrate on Bodhi Day
On the day Buddha reached the state
Enlightened and a wise old
inside
Life ain't never been better than it is now
I ain't lonely, I'm by myself
'Cause when you got the Lord you got all the wealth
Check me out I
to the gatoo
My niggers thay flows
Everyday by day na so we celebrate ehh
I saw my men for my marley ehh
I pray for them to get the money
Some people press
you that
With that being said
It's safe to say
The way is being paved away
Day by day
(Day by Day)
We'll then celebrate (Celebrate)
When we elevate
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
We sipping Bombay and lemonade
Long day of getting paid
This songs great let's celebrate
Got no complaints just let it play
We sipping Bombay
get high at the party
( Party all day party all night party to get by )
Slow it down
( See we just gone party we just gone celebrate )
Tell you
composure
Stinks but you can't perceive the odour
I have been waiting this day for so long
Cos I knew this would be the outcome
It has destroyed our society
is just nothin'
But a dream
The day you wake up is the day
You get the real cream, nigga
Radical man
Who got the plan, who got the plan?
Radical man
And I can go back to the old me
Livin wreckless I hope that you know me
Rag to riches got me feeling lonely
Made this money right up by my lonely
And where they came from and what they are into and what is already there, just to bring it out
This is what compels me to compel them
And I will do it by
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
an ass tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this err' day-day?
I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
Finally got paid, now I need shade
to be rude though, you know, I mean I just seen't you
I just, you know
Miss lady, how you feelin'?
Can I have five seconds of your time?
I know this
prison can’t you hear this in my poems
Working everyday but i’m set on brighter days
If the struggle is to easy your complacent by the day
No time to talk
on that ass, that's an ass-state
Roll–roll–roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? (Huh?)
I work them
in mind
Break it up!
That is the destruction of the so-called radical man
By 2045
Let's get radical
Watch me now
School's in the yard,
following their dreams
See too many people prisoned by their self esteem
If you got a talent, better make it a routine
B is not an option, get the A by any
the devil up, this industry, we fucking up
Broken is a place for the weak, I swear I've been laced for a week
Man, you gotta play it backwards just to hear
that when I spray
I go red in the face
Hotline bling on my page
Bring more cash to the gang
I had a damn good day
Thought I'd be used to this by now
I
I like dead life this murder living
Giving wicked to the music that we listen
All day all night turn it up dead wake
By the bloody moonlight i like
tough, I don't bluff
And this is an example of funky stuff
When you want to make hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't like this they don't hit,
This is bigger than us
Check the phones and computers
How we posed to progress and take steps to get better by killing our future
Help me understand
The end is finally here
But it's not clear where this goes
I know, I understand
It's just not how I planned for it to go
12 years went by pretty fast
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