Lyrics:
I knew she wanna fuck me
By the way she went to touch me
Yeah she from Long Buckby
But for the night she staying in Rugby
I had it in the bag until
[Jay-Z]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hova
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigel
Roc-a-fella y'all
[DMX]
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
[Jay-Z]
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
to be a menace to brownsvillians,
while drinking ya juice in the hood N*.
(bbrownbrown)
You are just a chimpanzee, I will light up yo grill like chef
P.B.M. ‘til I’m under
Clouds got me shedding light, my sound is less than thunder
So all they see is black and white, I feel like I’m a Panda
No fashion
learned is that life gives me setbacks
At least I drove by myself and didn't rely on a trailer
I am a patient who can't be seen to be ill
The blue light
Jay-Z Talking:
Turn the lights even lower!
Hovah
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigels (uh huh)
Roc-a-fella y'all (yeah yeah)
DMX: Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
I wonder what celebrities will tweet, "R.I.P."
When it's announced that I'm dead on TMZ
Bury me with a million likes
And put me in the algorithm
Sherwood Kiraly
My Professors, including my minor advisor, Emily Anderson
The English Department Head during my time at Knox, Monica Berlin (R.I.P.)
Chad
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
"Gangsta Boogiegangsta Boogie"
It's the P with the V from NY to the D
Comin' through with the heat we
Got the "Gangsta Boogie"
And spit fire like
life to retirement (True North); the birth of new relationships (Stars Can Light our Way).
Thom Fish, 2021
P.S. The related, but contrary ideas
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
to halt me
But I can tell you that there is no stopping
Remix after remix
What’s Poppin, Options, Green Lights, ZEZE, stop it
And I put out an album too
the room
I guess we'll both find out, album coming soon
Yeah
And by the way, I'm the best up out my city and I know I am
I woke up 4AM
Just to tell you
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy
lights
I'm a wolf, black version of Twilight
These rap nigger's too thick, they make a plight
This is a rap sticker, I heard your album
But like
Bad mother, shut your mouth
Even though I might die if
I flood the drought
I'm Justin, you're just around
Shed light on the underground
Look, but
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