Lyrics:
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to?
Do you know?
This goes out to my
I'm like Simon so you'd better do what Simon Says
I'm not Christopher Williams, but yo, I'm making promises
My style's treacherous, it's so
s*** hm hold on, um,
Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me
So if your not going to try to then what you say or think about me
Are what
s*** hm hold on, um,
Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me
So if your not going to try to then what you say or think about me
Are what
Cause this drug ain't that drug,
You know level three, level four drug, shit like that
I guess it's all a misunderstanding
I sit back and think, you
attack at L'Enfant Plaza the train track
Have you tied to that when the train comes your getting splat bitch think
This an act and getting slapped like how
and Tarcisia told me where they were going and told me it was 38 via Regnoli. So she said “Would you like to come down?” By this time we’d moved up to Villanova,
what I mean? This is Be-Bop
Even though you think it doesn't sound
Like that be-Bop! Now, as
You might have noticed
Some of you with a musical education
we do damage to the gospel in a million places, and people be like
"Why you gotta be confrontational when you talk about race?" and I be like
"Did you
in a million places, and people be like
"Why you gotta be confrontational when you talk about race?" and I be like
"Did you read the part when Paul
Ah yeah
In the place to be
I'm Prince Paul and also I'ma like do with e
So if you think you're bad and you want to take a whiff
This is a style I
Of how offensive I am, or just what a bitch that you are
Like I never had to get my clothes at fuckin' St. Vincent de Paul
Like I don't make sure every
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
it like Paul and Silas
I wanna do it like Jesus Christ
Being a Christian's all about violence
How you think I'm killing my flesh it's tiring
Change
like Uncle Luke, I'll smother you
Bring your broken bones to Paul Wall, like what it do
Another white rapper, oh here we go again
Wait a minute now let's
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
Had to sneak and listen to "Get Rich or Die Tryin'"
This dream I had intensifying, it was perfect timing
On the horizon like a sunset on the perfect
Had to sneak and listen to "Get Rich or Die Tryin'"
This dream I had intensifying, it was perfect timing
On the horizon like a sunset on the perfect
lettin' nobody take this from me
And if you think you are then you are tripping
So I'd advise you to keep it moving
I knew this was always meant for me
So I
how much I hate this choppy flow
Everyone copies though? Probably no
Get this fuckin' audio out my Audi yo, adios
I can see why people like Lil'
on the Milkyway
What more do I have to say
Ya This Song was pretty good
I'll come back if you think I should
I kinda don't know what to say
So I'm improvisin
it
On your own?" Are you telling me to
Sew every single T-shirt? People say
"Why do you antagonize the
High-end companies and
Your fan base?" and this
like Paul
Am I tryna please man or God
I just want to see the hand of God move
Tryna please God not you
This a PSA
I advice you too walk by faith
When
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
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