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I've got a lot to accomplish this time of year Even though we've got Santa I gotta kick it in gear My neighbors always get me stuff, so now I need
distance, much too easily Jim says, "Some destinies should not be delivered" But you and I see now, baby, that still they are Winning it makes losers of us
You think that I'd be over you by now I've tried to let go, but I really don't know how I'm dreaming of a better life, but my heart is still in pain
doubt Meanwhile I'm swimming in cash I was never cool with y'all, don't try to link up now Because my train left the station, but it's a Brink's truck
And a bitch by the name of America's on it The same bitch that jacked my forefathers And the Indians took my motherfucking religion Place a holy Bible in my
(Oh Major, don't go) Young Guru, Just Blaze, Killa Diplomats, huh Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Freeky Zeekey Hoffa, Dash, uh Killa, uh Y'all
spending ends Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's" The snitch in the precinct saying "He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D" The balla by
an erection) Go nigga, go (ain't shit to fool with) Young black male I try to effect by kicking the facts And stacking much mail I'm packing a gat 'cause
lettin' off much steam In the Carhartt flannel and the dusty jeans, baby I never was cool with James Dean, but I be hangin' tough With my man Jim Beam I
tough With my man Jim Beam I swing low like a chimp, back in '86 Then I was seein' a shrink But now I'm humble and I can only think About New
There's a fruit store on our street It's run by a Greek. And he keeps good things to eat But you should hear him speak! When you ask him
a touchdown Ran on the money, hall of fame of finesse, ain't no Jim Brown I know my momma she proud of me Young rich nigga, we the new trend now Came a long
don't run And my dog stay bustin his gun Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun Keep a blade up in they gums This is Harlem, where the fuck is
to bring rap back Not that it's away But everybody got somethin' to say So let me speak the opposite of what's hot now And make that hot So it will
laying low for a few, But in your trunk he left you some treasure A pint of rye and a case of Slim Jim's For your masticating pleasure Now ten p.m.
Who am I Mister window sill snooper Comedic as jim carrey with a dash of bill cooper Highly interested in vintage quests for the shooter While
where i sleep, now give me my key [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
now). (She won't get up,she won't go out, baby! what's it all about? Why,why,why,why,why?!) Well,in simple english I'm lazy,I want to be lazy, I
mortality set him free. But now I'm older than Elvis, older than Jim Older than Buddy Holly (lord what happened to him) Older than Eddie and Billy too,
him free. But now I’m older than Elvis, older than Jim. Older than Buddy Holly, Lord what happened to him? Older than Eddie and Billy too, catching up
matters Cooking pancakes up on the stove Cooking pancakes up on the stove Flapjack duty bid for by my wife Making chocolate chips my now normal life Cooking
and I smashed again Stayed over, now she's about to get attached again Walls built up around, they come crashing in Passed out at six A.M., but she's
I'ma test this out right quick on y'all Now keep in mind I'm an artist and I'm sensitivie about my shit So y'all be nice about it, alright Sisters
I'ma test this out right quick on y'all Now keep in mind I'm an artist and I'm sensitivie about my shit So y'all be nice about it, alright Sisters
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