Lyrics:
If one day there was a way to prove science
Find a cure to all the violence
I would take a knee and let
The prophecy enter the scene
Seen by
, stop the world
It's got me spinning around in circles
Stop the world, stop the world
Where do we get off?
And if I had my way
You know I'd stop the world
it?
(Fuck Yeah)
Dirty Jers' New Jerusaluem
(Shaolin)
Naughty by Nature motherfuckers
(Wu-Tang my niggaz)
Grab your hat bitch
(C'mon!)
[Bridge:
Of the AM Radio
The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played
(Clip of old radio broadcast:
[sung]KHJ Los Angeles!
[spoken] "Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical
Carry into a new fold
Where society is going pro
Where the cons are actually as cold as snow
Season change go row by row
Till they all go blow by blow
big bars
Graduation, Fuck Around
I Don’t, No More
Big Star, Big Car
Graduated, I go hard
Yes I did, now I know more
Ya ain't nothing til ya show far
In
One time long ago in a land far far away from the one you and I both know
I once knew a girl who could make you feel like the king of the world
By
around punk, battle for cream nigga
[RZA]
You want to pound crab, nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
around and get burnt like a CI
More bars than jail, nigga
Who tryna get a VI?
You dealing with stock owners
Conversation with stockbrokers
Make a call for
now, link up with us, or put your shield down
Faggot (bitch), you fuck around punk (seven fifteen)
We battle for cream nigga
You want a pound crab?
to get revenge on a punk
Pop the trunk, grab the pump and pull the trigger my nigga!
From the jump kept fuckin' up, talkin' that same shit!
So I
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
Go around
I’m taking flights around the world now
Learn how
A boss works
Ima smoke tree blow clouds
Weed pounds
Got me selling out arenas so
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
trip finessing (Oh)
Looking back at days when the world was a blessing
Quit all the messes if that's what you do
The babes
The guns
The waist
The punks
ain't gonna be so fucking funny doggie
Why'all niggaz think it's all sweet, right?
You running around fucking niggaz girls like that shit's to do
You
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
the game to the playas from the bay
All over the world and out the UK
Everybody around they love Snoop D-O
Double to the G
Cuz I'm what they love, you see
I ain't get it out the mud it came from solid concrete
The curb was for the punks so i was was always in the streets
Chunkin big B's up making money
jail
But out of music performed by boys and girls
It’s still the most popular around the world
This came from a dream
I stayed up late drinking coffee
and put it on a dvd
Used to get the 3 for 5
With a mixtape on the side
And the longer you around
It will dictate who will ride
Writing lyrics on the plane
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
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