Lyrics:
Supreme the math, the five Percent devour
Get them in tune, that's on my last album
Inshallah, what would I be without them
Down in the ground, beneath like
like Mos Def
That’s like Q Tip
That’s like Pharoahe
That’s like Busta
That’s that ultra-rhyme
That’s that feeling fine
Royce my Nine to Five
That’s
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
so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
Time to learn your ABC's
Sing it along with me
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y and Z
Now you know your ABC
Next time won't you
album sales peak? Uh
All I wanted was to sell like five hundred
And be a ghetto supastar since my first album Blunted
I used to work at foot locker,
at!
And only spit the fucking real!
To dose that wanna hear that
Flower got me fill, like momas meal
5 a day, Q on Friday
Wassa deal?
YO WASSA DEAL!
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
company coming so nigga stand by
Ain't gotta ask what the shooters do
Over here ain't gotta know fab to give a funeral
4 5 lick 6 shots right at ya crew
it's a dispensary, I had to pay for my mistakes
To learn my lesson was free
Used to be about baggin' bitches and four five sixes, now by four five
I
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
to find
My brain feels funny cause the 5G on my mind
I know who owns the banks, I know who runs the news
And guess what, it's me bitch
Not the fuckin' jews
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One two three four five six seven nine, ten, Eiht you can't win
'Cause all the way around
[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]
Turn the lights even lower!
Hovah
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigels (uh huh)
Roc-a-fella y'all (yeah yeah)
Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all night
v, you know what I mean
To t.j. swan, you know what I mean
And to scoob and scrap, you know what I mean
To rob base and e.z. rock, you know what I
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Kol mazado t7ako m3a l7ayt zado rtabo
Li badin rtbin lbsso tkachet
7a9e9 l7olm feat najat 3tabo
Q7a9e9t l7olm w hzit drapeau
No cap w dayr chapeau
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
mas pus nos cacos tipo foi dado de borla
ARYBOY
Kems de jacket com o Baccini não é trip
5 days nas minhas J’s não é crime
ABB Senseis pra pôr o game
When you go through other albums, you're sure to say
"Goddamn, they all seem to sound alike!"
Till you hear the crew standin' over in the light
Mattress on the floor it ain't have no sheets
Roaches on the floor walking by my feet
Copped 4 zips before I copped the P walking on 2 feet before I had v
Don't gotta do that
And Don Q together
Who's that?
Yeah, yeah, because they
Who's that?
Yo, we only doing this shit once
It get real
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
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