Lyrics:
and gentlemen
This is not the album
This the album before the album
Gotta set the stage
Know what I’m talking ‘bout?
If you end up f***ing with this one
You
track of the album “Cantigas de Maio” (May Songs), that debuted in Santiago de Compostela (capital of Galiza) in May 10th, 1972.
Outlawed by the Fascist
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From day one I’m PG yungin C bout me
Been goin hard cause I’m inspired to
I’m motivated who inspired you?
My new girl is something else she barely 5’2”
fight the elements with ease
Do as I please, won't do it for free
Pay the fare, yea you know the fee
Chef whipping chicken in the kitchen
Herbs, spices,
Mark is Twice Blessd then I guess I’m 2 Real
I’m proud of you Big B album 3, my 3rd feature
Most important thank you for always being there when I need
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
Why do we cry when you know how the story ends?
How can you laugh when you know that it hurts your friends?
We've all been there once but you never
All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
Woah, I won't rap on the same beat as the rest of you
The radio is terrible they sent me here to rescue you
My album dropped and got the best
in the way drive by
9
9
From the spine I'ma grind till the shine start to blind
Got the shades on so I don't mind burning vines
I'm too stuck on La-zor
world
I been going real crazy without you by my side
And I just took a shot took a shot took 6 shots last night
And I wanted to roll up a blunt but
I'm charged like a bat they do it for the snap
Battery for the cash flattery for gash
She got d's wants d can't double d
My names Dylan that means
You
that you might try weighin' it
Hated by many but I hate 'em back
Loved by troopers who know where it's at
You might like me, might think I'm wack
But
you ready?
I wanna take you way back
To when a girl on a mike?s worth
Wasn't determined by the length of her skirt
I mean way back to creativity before
Everything sounds like welcome home
Come home, and oh, by the way
Don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half-awake come true
I wanted to say
Hey
Ah, ah
It's Bob
Yo
Escape with the rhythm
I take what I'm given
And break my way through the hatred
And make my sacred religion
I feel awakened
ooh, i know you want me
See you lookin' at me
Know you wanna give me the 'nani
Ayy, brought that rosé
We've been here for four days
Give you what you
you touch on my body Like, does that make you excited
Don't you love when I'm all up inside it
Tell me, what you been on
I can do this all the way
coist!
An' dis-ergree? well, no one durst...
He de best, of cose, of all de woist
Some wrong been done, he done it foist...
An' he stink so bad, his bones
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free
How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in
Man I think we got a real one here
Ali’s been in album mode, when he lets the album go he’ll have an ill one year
An hour ago it was still unclear
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I
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