Lyrics:
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
the red
I have a team that needs to be fed
So my album better be all set
Set set set set
If it flops well
I pray I try again
If it's hot then I pray I try
Aye
Thank you everyone for listening to Tory-T
Now I would like to show love to the ones that raised me
Check it
Biggie, Pac, Big Pun Nas
Jay-Z,
The years go by so fast
I thought that it would last
But now I'm dancing with
The Ghost of Christmas Past
The years go by so fast
I thought they would
you be straight with me now that
It's just us 2 on this train?
Cause I was gonna spend some time and money
Today to remaster some dumb old album
And I
Spin your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing
My songs set a trap, catch 'em laying
Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he came across
Not
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then
of singles based on consumption
Because you guys don't consume full albums anymore
Y'all consume, like, two songs and then the other ten songs, nobody streams
feeling like lil huddy
Maybe a bit more like kudi
But now my shoes getting muddy
Man that's fuckin unlucky
Yeah yo dick lookin stubby
We Better then daily
bout to break the pen
Pencil be the oar when its sink or swim
Get played real soft
Like a mandolin
U runnin round wit a man
Who a mannequin
Wit ya
Still I'm defenseless
The house by the lake
His hands resting awhile on the oars
Speaking with quiet conviction
Carefully unlocking doors
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
understand me
But you're gonna take it
You don't love me by now
Then you gonna hate it
Fill my dinner plate and then disintegrate it
Ain't no way you live
And what does a man do? He provides
Honestly, I wrote this album like four times
Coming from a place so dark it absorbs light
Lead the blind thinking I could
Selaga (talk to me), is a love song performed by Ugandan rapper lanie banks. It is affiliated to the album chain of emotion; this track focuses
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