Lyrics:
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
work ethic is absurd, man
Oh yeah, is it? Really? If I was so determined
Then I'd still know how to speak a single word of German
And the album would've
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"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
at the start of 1971, by the way. Best of vol.2, 1973 is the first actual Bee Gees album that had it. This is their second recording of it; that first one, was
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music
Who the fuck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent
Who has no room for improvement
It's
putting on me
Whatever's linked around my body is all I embody
Need a check that make em think I'm linked up with Illuminati
Just heard my dads voice for
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
the world this is what I call living as I ride in my car and I'm
Blinded by the lights that were on the quest
We're running off in the night
Got some
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
Marshall, you livin' in luxury (damn)
Look what you done to me
Dropped an album just because of me
Damn, you in love with me!
You got money but I'm hungry
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
shit
Let's go, esco bars nigga, like Nas nigga
The flow is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga
Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call nigga
Stunna, what
shit
Let's go, esco bars nigga, like Nas nigga
The flow is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga
Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call nigga
Stunna, what
bars nigga, like Nas nigga
The flow is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga
Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call nigga
Stunna, what up blood?
"Whattup
Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with
a musician's
Songs are not just his own he shares them
With an audience still
Somalia is where my life and poetry began it
Is my walk and I don't want
To lose it
Got love for everyone in the business
But everyone in my business
Tell me, how should I talk when everyone is a witness?
And every slur out your
you was blessed with
Do it girl, I'll be the king to your Queen Latifah
I love your ass like Milhouse loved Lisa
I love your ass like the Ninja
me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow all I ask is
If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can
something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm
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