Lyrics:
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
daughter, just to let her breathe
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen
But then
Niggaz boring just ignore him, and the dummy'll fall
My brother is my descendent, we running a mile a minute
Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind
the next to fall
"They sayin' Tarian been getting money while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home"
"Nah, he selling cars, it'd
with prayer, sow the seed, interceding
On the pitch I am my brothers keeper nothing like David Seaman
Souls get saved when we step in another hood, I
Niggas depending on everybody
Ion got no labeles to run me buddy
I never split shit when i get my money
Go back home then i link with my homie
Molati
think not? What? I went home and forgot?
Time passed, we back in Philly, she up in my spot
Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her was makin' her hot
turn on the speaker and play it with soul
Bumpin my brother I miss him at home, callin my sister it be getting cold
Cooking and drinking I'm thinking how
this release
The question everybody wants to know is
Why'd they get this n**** started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment
But released
Hello!
My name is Afourteen and I was not here for the first half of the recording of this song
But, I'm just here to say, that, meth is bad kids
Christian brothers out there… “Peace be onto you“
• To all my brothers in the nation of Islam… “Al Salam Alaykom“
• We stand united in one cause.
• To bring
hard for me to stomach now
You better watch your tone
If you ain’t a sinner, please cast the first stone
We need to take care of home
Before we even
psalms I'm spiritual when I'm lyrical
This is for my soldier niggas looking in the mirror who
Sitting home scratching off serials eating cereal
The way we
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
Yes God I thank you God
For every blessing you've given me Lord
For provision
A home over my head
I thank you God for food in the refrigerator
For
cause I'd hate to overload your brain
But when the devil whispers in ur ear
He then pulls the triggers for ur fear, but we're
Brothers and sisters though
Mark: We ... we have a new album out, it was released the fifteenth. It's called Closer To Home. We'd like to do one ... we'd like to do one from
I think I'm chosen
We were catching Z's when our bedroom door flew wide open
My brother snoring and I tried to wake his ass up
Knocked out cause for
a jacket
It's a cold, cold
In the studio writing these words, one after another
In memorial of my brother
As you listen to the album with
Nothing
nigga funeral
You were so strong
Like you was only there for me
Because I started balling during your older brother's eulogy
You looked me in my eyes,
And held down by their neck when they say they can’t breathe
You’re cutting lives short with a force you can’t see
We cry out for our mothers and you just
No, my brother, you've got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Yo, it's like the box sets
Star Wars, Fast and Furious franchises
Six projects, six
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,
will never be a day when
I don’t miss that show it is home
To me and I am so grateful
That I got my start there with
All of those true angel humans
" she
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