Lyrics:
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
the legend, James Brown
Please, please, please
Let me be free
Grab the gun, hope gone
Took by a thief
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male
(Feat. Nas, Foxy Brown, Amerie)
[Chorus:]
Said it ain't to much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it
All the things I do
don't you call me"
James Brown said:
"When you're tired of what you got, try me"
Gene Chandler said:
"There's a rainbow in my soul"
his love and his dreams and his labor,
And the pain that comes when you dream.
Words and Music by James Talley
Copyright 2023 Hardhit Songs (ASCAP)
All
word, nigga
Someone who stays high
Watching their life go by
Someone content with riding it behind, nigga
They come in all colors, white, black, Puerto
(Feat. Nas, Foxy Brown, Amerie)
[Chorus:]
Said it ain't to much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it
All the things I do
pounds like James Brown give 'em ?Hot Pants?
I make your girl get down and open it up
Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt
I'm a young hot
like a black James bond
Brother man smooth too clean
Classy with the sauce seshwaun
Real og
Use to go by the street poet
I go hardest in the street
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
down surrender what you know
Come do something to me
Come do something with me
James brown is spinning at my house
Go forward
Wake your mind
James brown
callin' her bae
She wait by the phone, i be callin' her late (huh)
James brown, mashed potato, mash potato
Going up, (hmmm) elevator
Save your check baby,
spurt spurt spurt
Lay your ass down do the James
Brown body never found dumped
Off somewhere in orange mound
These bullets gone spurt spurt spurt
These
cried power
James Brown cried power
Lord, I could cry power
Power (power)
Power (power)
Power
Billy cried power
Joni cried power
Nina cried power
And I
40,000 feet
It's 40k, all day, better level up to me
King James in the lane, come and test your luck, rookie
Here to bring the pain, be my pleasure, come
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
Brothers, Miles Davis
Mr. James Brown, 2Pac
Bob Marley, Biggie Smalls
Billie Holiday, Cathy Hughes
Charlie Parker, Betty Shabazz
Denzel Washington,
rather know, rather know
What?
How to build a pyramid
Hey
James Brown, Chuck D., And Jimi
Turn me up louder now
I don't think y'all hear me
I
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Four by four,
Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his
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