Lyrics:
won them by a landslide
They come ends, get boyed then try to bill us
I don't beg friends, you can fly with no proppelers
They don't like man, but
I'm throwed and I'm cold
Man, I mix the new with the old, come on
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it,
I'm a psycho
I'm a terrorist, spreading nitrous oxide through the air
Through the freqency and bass
Breathe it in, play the album
Let the songs touch
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop
Blow the smoke out to your memory
to do right about now
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls,
Mary J. Blige and J-C from Jodeci
And we
working with J.P. and Randy Lennox
From Universal
Also added a couple more people to my tour crew
My youngest brother Jake Boyd started playing guitar
tonight, we gettin off like O.J
And yo I got a Dawg that bites, fuck the barking
Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and
I fought my shit up
and the crew, y'all niggas come home
Word up, the new album goin' be the shit baby
Ain't no doubt about it, E Pluribus Unum
Out of many one, The G.O.A.T.,
Yo shoutout Von Prospa man, he dropped an album
Yo we got, we got Von Prospa in the building today man, yessir
For those of you who don't know
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums
Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I mentioned
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
waiting on my albums
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
Rhyan, it’s happening
Phone blowing up, and all his homies want to rap with him
to the beat move you feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go get em
Coach said "get em'; I told coach "got
tonight, we gettin off like O.J
And yo I got a Dawg that bites, fuck the barking
Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and
I fought my shit up
Baldhead on 42nd Street, down on Broadway
With Tony Lou, out of prison, my crew from Rahway
That's word Lou, I'm in New York, I'm here to see you
Cut back
to buy your single, nigga hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're
CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] (Circle crew)
(You're
Yo! (True story man)
They told me I'm gonna be non
Now it's time to show they're wrong (Yeah)
I have 2 companies 5 sector belong
You all boost by me
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'
to do? (yeah)
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed to do? (yeah)
I'm surrounded by all these bad bitches, but I only want two (two)
I'm
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
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