Lyrics:
Summer is here so is our goodbye
Still don't know why I can be this blind
You can tell me to be by your side
I can go with you, leave ‘em all behind
But I
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
right
The guy who wrote it, yo, his album dropped last night
My pockets on Slim Fast and Jenny Craig
The same clubs and restaurants that kept me well
close by the pavement
At the end of this shit, they gonna call me the greatest
Brock by brick we built a big road
Flip by flip we flipped a big load
Zip
to me
Didn't fit the recipe probably a little spicy
Appealing to the masses requires seasoning lightly
Felt like the kid that was ditched at the prom
By
me, that's just how I feel
But if you don't shut up, then I know where to lay the steal
Talking bout who fake ‘cause I don't see too many real
Clinical
by the week
Hungry as fuck with the craving just to eat
Buckle up that seat belt Dorothy yeah it's time to take a seat
And if you give me headaches
me all the time she not by my side
Livin life, from paycheck to paycheck
Now that I, pay rent, dont got the payment
I'm runnin outta patience I needa
album at night
That shit help put me to sleep
You treat her right and I can’t
She always making demands
She wanna kick it no punt
But she be selling her
And I ain't talking weed, nigga, I'm talking you and me
Kemet raided by the Whites, pillaged by the Greeks
Watch how I speak, these here are proverbs,
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
unapologetic
Blame me, I'll take all the credit
Cause I'm so unapologetic
So by now I'm droppin' The Bad Guy Chronicles
My diabolical plan to fire back at you
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
joint right here?
How many people recognize this song?
This shit right here is called "You Got Me", ya nawmean?
It's on our album which is called
as of this day
I love kod but I think I made a mistake
By lettin negative energy in me now I'm misplaced
I lost something along the way
My mama taught me bad
a posthumous album
And a life insurance policy?
Spotify
A dollar's worth what a dollar buy, go monetize
I wish that you were lying to me
Oh yes, I do,
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
and money
23 hours a day I study
Dreamin about beautiful women I hate you gay teletubies
Dreams keep my alive you can't take em from me
The battlefield is
Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged
Die young, corpse identified by your parents
Apparently you're a parrot
Mocking me and my blueprint
But I won't
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