Lyrics:
Shorty took a full one now she fucking tweaking
ccting like she born without a reason
I move forward so I'm peaceful
cnd my aura is so bad that it's
to stay cruised
Na we dem boys
Na we dem boys
Na we born boys
No we dey involve oh
Na we making noise oh
Na we doing them stunts oh
Bad man
Bad man really
it’s another challenge
I keep thinkin, I’m loosin balance
Don’t give a fuck
But I know I should
But it’s okay , I was born a thug
Addicted, these streets
chilling in a Rolls Royces
Two bad bitches
Left and right
Couldn't focus
Loud music coming through from the speakers
Man I swear that I was born for
Smack the snot out em
Stoned in the stu, Im tryna drop A rock album
But I can't rush no anthem act Bad on the beat and throw a Tantrum
Going up I was born
her and go you were born to ride
She arrived
In the night
You are more beautiful than country side
Paralyzed
By your eyes
I want to be what you
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is,
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for
Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison
A bad samaritan averaging above average men
Rancid rants having rambling savages scavenging
For scraps,
You tie my hands, what am I gonna be? (Yeah, born right here in the USA)
What have I done so bad? (But, due to tragedy)
What is my destiny? (Looked
how devastating can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can call me D, hit it run!
I was born
Son of byford, brother of Al
Bad as my mamma and run's
not a bad man
Just ambitious, woah, yeah just ambitious
Here is a young girl, born down and out
Locked up in jail when she was ten, yeah
Now in
When my first kid was born man it rocked my world
Especially since that kid was a girl
She stole my heart more then I can explain
Then the next one
You mad cause I got all this wealth
I did it my own, by myself
See, I can do bad by myself (You need to humble yourself)
Now you need to humble yourself
dinner
It's my instinct, I was born a winner
It's my instinct, I was born a winner
They just mad we're takin' over
You want it bad, I want it more
hella rude
I'm the reason that your favorite
Rapper's in a bad mood
My name is Logic, I was born in 1990
Ain't no need to remind me
That when you listen
to grab at my pants
hoping that im gonna go back and tax that
I aint endin' up in no place with no bad rash
How come I get laughed at by media trash bags
trying to grab at my pants,
Hoping that I'm gonna go back and tax that I ain't endin' up in no place with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
From New York
Made by the less fortunate
To West Yorks
No-one knows where Yorkshire is
From New York
Still feel I was born for it
To West Yorks
No less
Born sinner, I been redeemed
Before I wake, let me see a dream
I died once, God reigns
I live forever, In His name
Born sinner, I been redeemed
(Fela's voice)
I be the EWUARE the great aje
Aje jeje je je je je
No call me born trowey , I dey
I dey dey dey dey dey dey dey
Call me the EWUARE
I go by the name solidmighty the Song a king
Even when I leave my name will Still be in
Am the new born king
Here to rap and sing
Just born to win
shape
Now I'm born again, got a new birthday
Thank God I'm born again, aye happy birthday
Your word cleanse me of my stain, Brillo Pad
Believe me, this
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