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I knew it from the first time I met ya
We're two kids we don't know any better
Cotton clouds have fell away
We're surrounded by our fate
A heavyweight bags coming in by the several
Not making no move then you gotta do better
These diamond stay hitting I feel like Mayweather
Rock and roll with that
the silk socking shadows 'til they're summoned again
The city's so much better at night
The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight
I guess
My mind rot like
If I’m in the grave
What you finna do
Is better behave
I’m better
Mind better
What you gonna say
I’m better
Mind better
Better fade
to
The Rhythm
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
, pulled up in the Three-Twenty-Five I
And A.J. bought a Joe-Paul-Mary
Silk shirts, his gators was Blueberry
And this the shit OG's used to do
Scoop every
Police sirens on yo ass you better really run
Hot pockets in the freezer mommas really drunk
Play guitar right after school thought I was super punk
love it so much, mmm
Spending time with you
That's all I wanna do, mmm
That's all I wanna do
Nothing better than (anytime)
Nothing better than (or
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
depict in their gangsta fairy tales
Like instigators that don't start shit
I better connected than apartments multiplied by condominiums
My lyrics be that
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin' to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by
I have no other. Nothing else will do.
I've got a black car, black bed, black TV.
I've even got a silk black suit.
Dangerous music,
deed
I got better things to do
Better things to do
Better things to do
Than remember you
I got better things to do
Better things to do
Better things
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
no other way and no better plan,
End it all and let her go to some better man;
But I'm only human, coward at best
I'm more than certain she'd follow
prime, spitting harder
Looking better than ya'll little niggas, and I've done been here a dime
Your opinion didn't matter since Big heard me rhyme
Send them toy soldiers to VA medical
Stack your paper to the sky what you better do
What are my plans?
Why the fuck am i telling you
I need my breakfast,
for blow, I'll offer you some better shit
Seize 'em
(Watch)
Get a rapper plugged in
Cook it up until that shit be bubblin'
Pumpin'
Up the bass until
than I'v ever been
Talent,
If it?s classic it?s gonna last forever than I?m everywhere you never been and better than I ever been
Classic
Better than
that somebody who you can call daddy yea, yea
I’ll treat u way better,
Way better than any other, yea
Your eyes, staring at them never fails to make me
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