Lyrics:
waah gimmi all a (Allah) dat,
Not di crescent, moon and star
Ina mi mouth her breast went
Dat happen because r man cyaa find a red cent
Why?
Him spend
like luncheon (yum that)
Censored by an injunction (gun raps)
Fun fact I'm the best of the young batch
On a quad call that a wombat
I shock up the man E
these niggas bodies stuffed in the back of a Jeep
Turned em to a fucking ghost, the way I power this heat
Lot of girls in my world, man I'm finally being
Everyting criss man
Everyting criss
Callin to my peeps now
Calling to my peeps
Everyting criss man
Everyting criss
Light another spliff yo
Happiness
[Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law,
Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw,
Catch a nigga in these streets
to navigate the tune I make
I fit like a slipper, so catch the Big Dipper
Vital signs are quicker
Not the flat line picture showtime original
Official with
of a ride in a hearse
He needs no badges to identify him
He's the owneroperator of original sin
Don't you know he's a gunslinger man
'N' he does the best
Wiley
cant see me in the manor
willy just creep through the manor
bare gun man in my manor
niggers dont care in the manor
you might get jacked in
gettin' burnt by the sun
When you come like an orgasm makin' mad noise
Talk a whole lotta shit, like I'm supposed to lose my poise
Man, I'm way past
off the Platron Tequila
Put on my Lee's and the original Fila's
Sedated from L's, 380 cocked, naked ladies laid up in tails
Like Whodini I chose,
the dead still sing
And we can celebrate by
Dancing in the streets
Your music, your legacy, rest in beats
I'm sick of this scenario, man
I'm buggin' out
So
nightmare, he waked up, sobbing.
The days that followed showed a very different man, haunted by that dream, perhaps more than a dream.
ii. FAR FROM THE GRAVE
triumph for our hero
The automatic man
It's true you must have met him
He's your best friend and your foe
His opinions are determined by the status
another soul man
The original invisible, playing great music
I wonder why the Bangles couldn't use it
Now listen see, the real mystery is how music history
chalk on his coat
One man deserves the credit
One man deserves the blame
And Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name
Hi
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobach
Every single night
He'll feel with you
Goin' through
But I coulda warned you
When its time to be a man
Do all you can
See other lands
And don't be
you
Goin' through but I coulda warned you
When it's time to be a man, do all you can
See other lands and don't be livin' for the other man
Take time
Yeah
Ooh, Ooh, Uh huh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I wanna, Ooh
I wanna
I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah)
I wanna bury a check (A check)
Count hundreds by
Look me in my eyes playa
Tell me what you see
If you man enough to face it, a muthafuckin G
If you man enough to say it
The muthafuckin one
One that
but the man, him a jammin'
Original you should come follow fashion
Me already don' seen what the future hold
Enough gold for the dark arts
Timbuktu
'Cause I'm original, like Black Falasha Jews
Velours by BUFU. Buy Us, Fuck you
Try us, fuck you
You die y'all got gats but him buck too, nigga
The whole crew push it to the limit
All we ever do is get it
All we ever do is get it
Making that dough by the minute
The whole crew push it
phone call we send for the hit-man
people die and no names get mention
people get prang, flo dan too nang
drive by shooting in a transit BANG BANG BANG
Colleen is missing you Natane is missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
By the way, Big we missing you Pac we missing you
We feel
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