Lyrics:
Magic
My lord, our father.
There's so many things I need to say.
And a lot of people don't wanna hear it.
But ya know what?
I'm a say it anyway.
I
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
anger and hunger my man
And I ride a unicycle down the middle, you might catch me touchin feet down on both sides '
Ever since day number one, it's just
Hotline
Can I request a song?
Yeah
"My Baby" by Lil' Romeo
You got that
(I want you back)
Oh, Romeo, give me a chance
Uh-uh, too young, I
should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed
I'll take you backstage i'll show you how it is
I'll give you some bread
Introduce you to the biz
By the time you get played you'll realize just what you
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
told you I would so running the stores
Got like three stores occupied and what not
Anyways I need a little somethin, somethin, somethin, something,
and he's a bigger nigga
He ain't nothin if he gotta hit, pick a
Innocent victim three times smaller in size
Head honcho, macho in whose eyes?
Only a fool
It's a beautiful night and I'm just walkin' down the street
Not payin' no mind to nothing just starin' at my feet
Tonight's been slow so Imma spice
There was no water but we almost drowned
Damn, there was magma!
But the gods slammed the gas
Not that we could die anyway
We not gonna let anyone get in
I ain't goin' out unless 30 niggas die
I'm dying anyway so I'm thinking suicide
Run into a crowd of niggas dyin' by the pistol
Took the motheruckin'
around.
Im moving to a small town.
Its a small world anyway,
and getting smaller by the day.
I'm not moving away from anyone,
just getting closer
anyway, what can I say?
Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay?
So when you in LA, or nigga round my way
Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah
the green light
Then run you down gun down and tek your three points
Homicide sucicide anyway it classified
All mi know boy dash weh him owna life
Dead pon
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
the last one?
(I don't know)
Bring on that clip, homeboy
(That one was too funky)
(Give it to em anyway)
(Come on)
[ VERSE 3: Ganxta are?dd ]
Don't mess
anyway, what can I say?
Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay?
So when you in LA, or nigga round my way
Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah
has that got to do with me?"
And I say, "You mean to tell me that's all?"
Of three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing and two are scared
key
The key to remain, relationship sanity
Now it was crazy
Fiending for her love, and texting her daily
Abstinence is what she went by
No sex, I
flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway
Hotline
Can I request a song?
Yeah
"My Baby" by Lil' Romeo
You got that
(I want you back)
Oh, Romeo, give me a chance
Uh-uh, too young, I
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