Lyrics:
verse, but it's kingdom work 'til I hit the dirt (one)
Moment of Truth 3
For those that don't know what a moment of truth be
This whole album's
emerald
I can never let you go
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Can't you be my emerald
Won't you be my emerald
I cannot just let you go
Can't
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
like the rap game
(With saditty, plastic ass folk)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Oooh, like a tittie I used to buy my gal the songs
to send my breezy
Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause
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... ?
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
cow
You ain't get to where I'm at by taking naps now
Step back bouta hit my step back
My three point game boutta dead that
Skip to my lou and ima spin
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the Autograph Album, and has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 3, John Denver
When it comes to raps, I'm similar to the thriller in manila
Who drop a double album with no album filler
Who back into reality, mentality is
stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
And right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three
[Chorus]
Yo be take it from
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
Three-to-six facin', new indictment
Plus violation of probation, I had to do the boogie oogie
Absent from court like class, I had to play hookey
The pressure
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I
of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these
and I'm still alive
Not 1 my 3rd album, is you surprised?
Worth my investment ask .. ask atlantic records do I let shit slide ring tone numbas 1.5 .
And bro, I'm like so, I'm so like, I'm so like
Lookin' forward to your album
I'm so, cause I sow how hard you worked for this album
I'm like so,
So excited
on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night
And, uh,
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
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