Lyrics:
you region by region
I left you, so I become a passenger pigeon
Still remember the horror in Djibouti
With the French legion
What can I do for you
They
Enlightened by the words from my pen
We was working while they wasn’t watching
Got em saying God damn
(God Dam)
Put on for my city like Rakim
We get
frightening
Duppy took a hold of my hand while I was writing
Let go me ting, duppy, let go me hand
I summon up the power of banana clan!
[Chorus] [x4]
Witness
I stood in this sun sheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace
Down by the railway
You lose one you gain ten
And then
You get ten again
And then you get ten again
That's how they say it go
If it ain't that's how it's finna go for me
""Upon Reflection""
music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2009, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved
Ike was five-ten and a half, more, on his tippy-toes
Cleveland and Wilson reached five feet 11, a dead heat
Taft, Nixon, Hoover, and Bush II, by a half
I've been number one
Fuck a top 10
Ain't no kumbaya
We we won't lock hands
Hit you with a drake
Now that's gods plan
Hit em with the drake?
Ayo god damn!
by (x2)
Yusuf yok ben varım evet ben avukatıyım
Stres yok no panic geç kalmaz bizde dağıtım
Yatırayım ansızın kırılmaz burnun dayı
Gelemem hiç
this nigga took to recoup (How long he took to recoup)
I can tell I got you shook by the look, it's the proof
They got studios in Dubai, nigga, what's
of make believe
Cream of cream of DNA
She went to work on the seventh day
Garden robbed by Adam's rib
Her action started women's lib
The chromosomes
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner
save the children
Escape the poverty for live and, let live
Die by the mic, shadow steel by night
(repeat 2X)
[movie dialogue]
say, "Adam
Why do you polish your crib when you don't have a kid?
And even if you did have a kid
This crib is too precious for placing a baby inside
from con to Sway
I got my row stitched up by a Colombian name
I got a crack spot, a G5 I never flown
I got a shark, a dog with a solid gold bone
I even
fuckin broads in nail shops
Hydro? got more bags than bellhops
Two thousand benz on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slayin crews in icu
Battlin, usin
with red hair and
Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man
I'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan
But I look up
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
a militia
Better watch out my clan gets vicious
Bad ass bitch, I'm rated X
I'm gifted, ain't gotta sell sex
Cross the beach onto the street
Gotta work
a militia
Better watch out my clan gets vicious
Bad ass bitch, I'm rated X
I'm gifted, ain't gotta sell sex
Cross the beach onto the street
Gotta work
I was the one sleepin' all alone
When you were at the party
I was the one waitin' by the phone
When you were with somebody
Now here you come
[Chorus]
Dear God, left, right
Life will pass by
Breathe in, exhale
I scream, you yell
New South! (New South!)
New South! (New South!)
Ew, a ew,
on a fan ting
Ten toes up, caught man, he was panting
Prs gonna paid for a Phantom
And a home gym in a hillside mansion
My bars make man take action
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