Lyrics:
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
nuttin' but the best
What you got in yo' cup?
[Kurupt]
Hennessey
[Tash]
Yeah, yeah, that make me tweak on beats
Tash be kickin' so much ass I rock
the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Living on borrowed time and borrowed
Addicted to sex, I'm getting this money, Addicted to checks
My nut in her tummy, she give the best neck She said Jay please fuck me, I'm
Brown)
The meanwhile Im the greatest ever in my mind
Number one with no trophies (IZ ILL) and no blue ribbons
Toe to toe spar with the best
So im never
(uh yeah yeah yeah)
Quit playing with a young man
Ayo they say slight works the right work
But when you hail from Mseja rapping some plight work
I'm
from one to ten
Influenced by hydro and lots of gin
Nigga back up, damn I need oxygen
Surrounded by lots of men that'll rock your chin
And pop your limbs
o'clock maintains in the game
Bring the pain, the smokin' method, mane
It's not all about the fame, silly ass dames
Get a gold record and you change
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
things, not the content of your brain
It won't work when the time has run out for ya
Loose change in your pocket feeling strange to ya
Gold things gone one
even know how you could pick someone over me
Cuz' I know that I'm the best
And I'm not highly impressed by somebody but by you baby
I'm just
Fuckin'
You will get hit by my Creshendo
You can't keep up with my Tempo
I will not leave you in Limbo
You know that you can't keep up with my tempo
You
a singular shine
A work of art
With it's own rare design
Dear little girl,
You are terribly blessed
But it's your heart of gold
I love the best
15
2017
Every single thing in my whole life changed
No exaggeration best time of my life
Fam and friends all in town, Ant drove through the night
They go back to work on Monday
If I was President, If I was President, If I was President, yeah
Instead of spendin' Billions on the war,
I can use that
the Bronx!)
It take hard work to cash checks
So don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, now assets
You get back what you put out
Even if you take
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by
written by Brenda kid
Prove you the best I'll delete all the evidence
I'm In the league with the legends and
I'll shake the game up ill etcher sketch
Y'all
validated by awards and trophies on a shelf
Stress is rising and demoralizing me everyday
Not respected for any of all the hard work that I gave
It won't
With yellow eyes my green face my pink and white afro
I'm no toy kid your style is made by Hasbro
G'niff gnapp you think you got that real
and deliverance
Wrote it and Quoted with diligence
Better by the day the best that they ever did
Turn lemons to lemonade together forever live together forever lit
said didn't pan out
Pan the camera to me I'm the man
No block work baby we smoke by the strand now
You ain't standing ten toes better stand down
ain't seen a gauge
Turned the gauge to the ink pen
88, she sat on the plates
Told her I was 83, bagged the whole race
Gold chains on my chest
You need
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