Lyrics:
alone and away from me
And I'm not the only thing in the world that's in your way
And I know it's hard sometimes
You misunderstand all those things I
of little
Our Venn diagram whittled down may seem brittle
But, I'm looking for those things that we've got in the middle
Can you show me what love is
Nowadays
[Intro: RZA]
Yo, the great Digi
"What are you looking for?"
The World's greatest mind
Bob Digital
"Man with no mother"
[RZA]
Yo, try to cross
on the back of this here bathroom door
would be better than the real thing, real thing, real thing
Ah, but those little teeth
Those carnivorous little teeth
might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time
You were sittin' in the porch swing as I pulled up
INTRO
It’s the little things that grow your wings It’s the little things that grow your wings
Those little things that grow your wings Little things
(Did you hear?)
This poor little child was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
At the one thing she knew
(Did you hear?)
This poor little child was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
At the one thing she knew
how to get the job done
He makes me
Clap my hands
Stomp my feet
Every little thing that you do to me
Feels so good
Feels so good
Clap my
which, both are telling me to go hard or go homeless
Like those are my only options
I take shots, I’m balling
They take shots, I’m John wick
Y’all can take
to make me feel left out?
Took a little past time to the Met, I learned my lesson
New girl that I'm with right now is way more than a blessing
She stays by
played a little eight ball, made a few bucks |Dropped a little change in that old jukebox |Time flew by next thing I knew |I went for one but I stayed till
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
Cut people off like the tags all on these clothes
Got a baddie now so what's a ho
Cause I don't need those
Hundred things that's bad for me
Yeah, you
in disguise
And always trying to cover up
Your little white lies
You took me by surprise
So what's behind those eyes
And always trying to cover up
Your
the blu-u-ues
Look at all those idiots
Mr. Burns, you, you make Muddy Waters
Sound shallow and cheerful by comparison
An office full of morons
Thank
what I need in my life!
One, little two, little three, little four
Five, little six, little seven, little hoes
Now calling all freaks that like
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
gonna be shaken by
anyone who fools with my mind not gonna by shaken by
those who cant stand me
Oh oh not gonna be shaken by
anyone who fools with my
might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time
You were sittin' in the porch swing as I pulled up
of brick with the 2 tone
Late night smoking the home grown
My boy hit those winding roads at 60
I'm rolling a Bob Marley
When we set it off we give no fucks
the living spirit
Of my ancestors
Incarnated
From the elements
Every day
The sun will rise again
This the same same
But a little different
Only thing
On my
treat a rolls royce like honda
Went straight to the league no minors
Low key on the scene with the shiners
Whole team with them things no consignment
Real
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