Lyrics:
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
lit, I will blow out your candle
My man touchin' kis, he don't play no piano
No, that's what everybody say
Hey, I've been that nigga, by the way
I've
It was Instagram story of you standing out by the ocean
Sand like glitter in sun-drenched auburn hair
I'm a Thousand miles away on the steps outside
Forgive the sentiment
You sound a little hesitant
Right here in my burned-out tenement
Our fingers stained by cigarettes
Living life in present
He gives his mornings
He makes sure I slept
And by this time, they usually find me boring
And he's an angel
And I can't find one thing wrong
When I
of friends that follow behind
And not one of them will look you in the eyes
And it’s a cold night on broadway, tonight
Different people cling together,
up in lights
If they can find enough bulbs
We searched Broadway on and off
For singers with a cough
We had tryouts and auditions by the score
wish she could of saved him
Damn near impossible, only men can raise men
He was his own man, not even him can save him
He put his faith in her,
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
the Machine, flyin over the Atlantic ocean
with the potion
Chorus: cool Keith
Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway
What y'all
it how it go
Real faceless man sin cara
Now I'm back around like it's karma
Karla, UB2 with some apnars
Still
Keep my faith like gurdwaras, pastors
Yo,
see the difference
Good for couple wears now the shit just turning dingy man
Screaming out who am I sounding like I'm beenie man
I don't know many men
Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets
shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes
The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag
You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
'Cause that's how we
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
For my hometown, break down a little history for you
Myrtle and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Marcy projects
Listen
I stepped on the field from no
superhero 'ca mi just a man
sometime mi beenie mi go zagazan
yeah I do my best baby so mi tan
2 days and we leave this put me pressure
I failed again god
don't really see you people
What the fuck I look like
Making you niggas my equal
Two Glocks on me like Resident Evil
Im a badmon looking like Beenie Segel
out
Roll up the ski mask to beanie once I'm off the scene
Beanie Sigel, Beenie Man but me I'm more like Billie Jean
Every step I take is lit, no wonder
don't even really like those
I don't really see me with a beenie no more
Mans not hot porque a soul ta cold
Nigga quer beef while I'll bone ya hoe
Better
with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man
down broadway beneath the j line
Slumped in the incline position
Mind travelin' beyond the shell
Which holds the soul controlled by the Allah
I be
Meet gyal in the rave get love sick
Overcrowded but we don't jump ship
And I know a couple man that got jumped quick
I would never look for the fight
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