Lyrics:
a milli and stay low key
Never mix biz with homies, keep it M-O-E
No comfort zone, that's how you get fooled my G
I was, raised in the church, influenced by
When that money be up niggas really be snoring
Damn niggas ain't chasing that paper
Niggas chasing that pussy that shit ain't playa
Mix the wock with
it better Christ I'm on both of my knees
I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys
I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze
I be
the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie
When I was five years old I
Used to hear funk and soul
Being played out my pop's hi-fi stereo
Looking at the photos, buggin on the names
With
I'm MJG the nigga with the versatile style
Check your calendar realize that I been here for awhile
When I was young I took the soul up out
customers on this late shift
I rob the morgue with the diamonds I drop
I'm bringing life to these zombies I touch
I make the grave shift
All this soul man I
as a favour for me
You know the joint that makes 'em get down, get down
I love
Rockin, rockin
Hip hop with rock n roll
Mix it with a lil rhythm and soul
nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover
Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it
God bless his soul while his body's underground
Now 'earrr dis!
Your man Kwest comin from Southside Queens
Gettin ready to hit you in the ear with a lil bit of FLA-VOR
Seen? (??)
[Chorus]
Me
in light
Awaken by the sounds of niggas screamin' at night
Cover your eyes I leave you face to face with your maker
the time taker intend your mind
Since birth I've been the worst
Commit sins in the church
At night I stalk the Earth by
Day I sleep in a hearse
Cash fill like Noah's Ark
And you be
But I know in reality, guided by my faculties,
There is but tragedy of apathy inside of me...
There's a battle within while I'm livin'
To reconcile
Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
For sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T.V.
The American media, greedier than the average
moving up and getting mine finna make me a plate
I only got one life to live so I'm taking it day by day
Till it's taken away
Ahmad
I been killin' mix
nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover
Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it
God bless his soul while his bodys underground
And the soul not so much to pay
Feeling tall
where did you go?
Where were all of you?
a Man can die
A child can cry
Or One crucified
For you and I
a child can
a maze in a case of glass
Assume while I consume doomed souls, then I laugh
Can't let it shatter, if it does I'm gone soon after
Tortured by the one
the serpent
The Blackscaled Goddess
They lure sea dweller by
Two kinds of wicked blood
Getting the mix in horn
Spill it from highest rock
Traitors, robs
shackles for chains
Thats that New age enslavement
Lift ourselves by the bootstraps
And kick us of the plantation
Just to keep all us down
With that Jim
matter witch one I'm gone get tonight
Don't care if it's fast mellow or slow as long as it go need it flip tonight
Man I swear I put all my power
a trap
With the city on my back
I’ll be handing off the racks
Like yall Zeke and I’m Dak
Mix that with a little bit of track
With a little bit of rap with
They call me the man but bitch i'm the devil
Can't none of y'all even get on my level
Dig up yo grave and I hide the shovel
You should kno better
only strangers I'm talking to
And it only gets stranger as time goes by
I'm just contemplating on how to fly
Got a big dutchie and I'm feeling right,
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