Lyrics:
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
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They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it
Here's a generic love song
Nigga I want this money 'til it's rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
Digital Album
Record/Vinyl + Digital Album
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Limited run of 300 Black 12'' regular weight vinyls of GeeJay's debut EP 'Thru
did what?
Realize who I am
I'm like the monster from that red album
Cover me with pixels so I don't see the outcome
Run up investment fund
If I die,
me
Bars go up and down but never open
Refresh that fucker that's always broken
Rather just run off in the open
Take off in my moped out in the open
Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar
Willie Dixon sbass and Charles Saunders - drums
March 28, 1947
Album: Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19,
I, I Can't be stopped 'cause I got it on lock
And I spit a bullet with a click clock of a Glock
I got the lyrics that have been sought by
Many, but
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
Beats being me
Rich by 24 now bests being me
Nigga I was just broke now
"When my Album drop bitches gone by it for the picture
And niggas gone buy it
like a wildebeest
I'll be damned if I run outta energy
Keepin my family near to me
They the ones who gon be cheerin' me
That's why I'm all in my bag
around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
Half a year later, still ain't heard an album greater
The natives want me out of the office, back on the pavement
Jokers at the top know the king
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
out here!
Careful what you do, what you say,
What you wear,
You can’t run scared,
Hold firm, right there,
You could get killed for
Your pair of Nike
stolen
I know he needs it, cause he's beefing', after he gets 'em, ain't no coming back
I'm coming back better than my last
I got six albums in my bag
He
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
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
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
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