Lyrics:
You'd like to be in my shoes
Wouldn't you now
Wouldn't you now
You'd like to be in my shoes
Wouldn't you now
Wouldn't you now
Melt the ice by
a child after (pshh)
So how the fuck I'm 'posed to be a proud rapper? (Ha)
Story of my life, shit got wild chapters (talk to 'em, cash)
I'm so fried
tonight
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I hope that ya still got that fire in your eye
I hope ya
Stay wild, stay free
You and I we were born to be
On the run, meant
on The Block (c'mon, c'mon)
Boys II Men (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Big Freedia (uh huh)
Jordin Sparks (yeah, yeah)
And Naughty By Nature
Its nine o-clock
Paul was a lonely man in a crowded room He keeps to himself and he never lets anyone know It's a part of his Heritage . His father was that way too
on the microphone
Not a seat in the house
Said it before i'll say it again
I swear niggas been knowin
That i'm born to win
Check it
You know when I put the beat
I'm living so wild
I'm living so wild
I was just little child
No I'm never turning down
Naw I didnt really think that i would ever really be that dude
I
it
Plus I think when this shit drops niggas gon' get about it
Hip Hop is too crowded
And I'm on in the tip of the stage slappin hands in the front row
a neighbour's house
One must grow suspicious
Nyatefei wonye be amenutoe yorna efe akple kor be akple koe
It is true that one can only identify and call a mussel
a neighbour's house
One must grow suspicious
Nyatefei wonye be amenutoe yorna efe akple kor be akple koe
It is true that one can only identify and call a mussel
my style
I be ahead by a mile
Can't turn me down, all of my niggas are wild
Why yall be acting so mild
Pack in the mail, you know we started from
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
I was born by a gully
I mean that more mentally than hyperbole
See, what I know of August town is that it radiates heat like perpetual summer
Like
Born in a world where the money rules
Her destiny lead by a silver spoon
Her momma constantly put the pressure on
Expected her to please everyone
Probably cause my ass was born to be a winner
Cause I'm a born winner
I'm a born winner
Imma imma born winner
Imma imma born winner
Imma born winner
Imma
That would be enough for me to cut her loose and set her free
Use to be surrounded by some cool individuals
One way or another I decided they were
the Sunset
[Verse]
I've got a tank full of dreams and an open road ahead
Windows down, hair wild, and nowhere else to be
We're leaving it all behind,
(Eskimo, the coolest DJ in the world)
Yeah
For real, though, ayy
Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
If you was in my
representing
The uptown jazz sound and the chicks start mingling
Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton
Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth is in the Mecca house
Yeah, see summer a little different where I'm from
You can feel the revenge in the air, n*ggas running wild, bitches running wild
Welcome to my city,
Mean I can still be the man if the dam breaks
And when the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still treat the mirror like
born
Friend come by, say looking for his hat
Wants to know where your husband's at
I don't know, he's on his way to the pen
Come on pretty mama
Let's
In hopes he'd be received like the prodigal son
But in the place he once called home
He found it was no longer home to anyone
And in a house cold
murdered his sister in the house
Then Imma be the damn fool with no sister
But now I'm the damn fool that got you pissed
I swear its no winning with this
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