Lyrics:
Yeah, hahaha
"Cause when I flow the for the street"
Who else could it be"
"Nas"
Yo
Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers
Was years
I'm one year older now since last time I saw you
In case you want to know, I'm about to say what I'm up to
First of all I'm a sluggard movin' slow
near the minor
That was runnin' spots in both North and South Carolina
By Ninety I was already a crack legend
Pullin' up a year early in a brown Ac
these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in?
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes shaitan got me by the pressure
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
the feds get to rushin', better not tell on young nigga
Don't be selfish young nigga, just man up, don't give the fam up
Facin' 20 years when they added
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now I'm coming to reward them
First we take
In the land of the Ponderosa pine there runs a giant 8-wheeler
Known as the Big River Train
Just before she disappears into the forset she passes by
call her Belinda the Blender
She gave head like she made it up
She was twenty years old with a big round butt
Had a girl slick like olive oil
Her
criminal minded you you you y'all don't be blinded
Me I got no jewels on my neck, why, I don't need 'em I got your respect
KRS 1 20 years I rock I do it
on my neck, why, I don't need 'em I got your respect
KRS 1 20 years I rock I do it for JMJ and Scott LaRock, this hip hop
And we's a nation, don?t you
Annie, I owe you a dance.
Don't the years fly by in the blink of an eye,
Yeah loves, I've had a few.
I've been a million places and I've seen a million
money, forty year old phenom
My fifteen minutes of fame has stretched beyond
At forty two be better than twenty fours
I carried the 4-5, mastered 48
a nine-to-five
Every year, you're makin 30 G's a pop
Workin see, and you're tied to the white man's jock
Movin out of the ghetto cause it troubles you
Makin
mind, one is to keep stylin'
And the second is to get more of this s*** that I'm counting
Call me J-2-0, I flow like a fountain
And I swear I beat
as she takes him by the hand...
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!...
Lala how the life goes on...
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on, brah!...
Lala
ain't
A little change can't change me, twenty years with the same gang
Twenty years, no off days, no days off, and I maintain
Ballin' crazy with
that mine
Talk no money, don't call my line
Twenty-five years old, seen a million plus
Twenty-five years old
I've seen a million plus
I'm like what
had insurance in years
But I'll turn the wheels, the music fuck up your ears
Snatch some mo twenty-sixes, give you mo shit to go whisper
I have 'em
nothing's changed
My roots still cling to here
I'm twenty-five and I'm still nowhere near
The person I thought I'd be by now
Now I try to change my storyline
first thought was how ya moms doin
Now you almost almost free
Your 20 year old little bro just caught shooting
For real black that's the shit to water
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
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