Lyrics:
as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red
while the fool toasts his god in the sky.
So come all ye young men who are building
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
gon’ win over and over and
Over and then you wake up
You still can’t believe it! You know
Why? Because you was lied
To by Google you was lied
To by Mark
and back
I found my song
He found his song
If he could just find Mimi
I tried, you know I tried
Fade in on Mark
Who's still in the dark
But he's
of the fittest, but all my niggas winnin
So many Robin Givens, just out here just robbin niggas
I play my cards right, We in this dog fight. Dreams I envision got
The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless
And it always feels like I'm hitting the mark
'Til I go sit in the car, listen, and pick it apart
Like,
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
them, if you want that Red October- but
Legally, we gotta both sign that contract
Mark Parker i'mma put Mark Parker
All on that Summer
Jam screen and by
perfect
The delivery flawless
And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark
'Til I go sit in the car
Listen and pick it apart
Like, "This shit is garbage!"
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
cows, pigs and chickens running through farms
Dodged pheasants and deer on the road up by the Rythre Arms
Hornsea and Hull, Sherburn in Elmet and Pudsey
Lexuses
And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses
I got a ten story mansion on the beach
With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin
in Shaolin there was a little angry man named Martin with no friends
He bought a Wu-Tang album off blind and shine but it didn't work cos he still
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
dream
And I'll be blasting album 3 when I pull up to the scene, like
Open up the window
Let the birdie come in, let the birdie come in
11:30 come in
love you
He's try-in' to tear us apart
Whoa, he don't love you
FADE
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
write this shit down (it don't matter)
'Cause 10 years from now, we on top
And we ain't never gon' stop
All money in (watch)
This album marks
This ain't no red flag
Shooters in red rags
Looters in Hermes
Mask on you still see I'm the future
But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past
stay spray
At anything that may stand in they way
As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade
And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay
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