Lyrics:
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
Yeah
This joint right here is goin' out to everybody gettin' money
I mean the real cream
All up and down the East and West coast
Check
does it feel? Do you want to come up and chill - with an assassin?
Can you feel it inside, what?
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing
Why
veneer
Exposed by hate
Explained by fear"
I must agree
Though I don't want to see
My fellow souls anymore
I believe in some distance
Between two points
I
all went away...
It all went away...
Cause the Uncle wouldn't pay..
pt 1 C1
It was a sad sad day, when mix, he went away
The 2 Live Crew would
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
get some
Only here for the popcorn and the thrill of having fun
Mr sulu ahead warp factor two
Shout out to my fellow journeymen the one triple nine crew
of call
But the seas were rough
And the ice was tough
And they were hit with frozen squalls
By January's Ides
They were two hundred miles
From their first
been smokin' on this joint so long I do not care at all
I been mixin' red, mix it with the fuckin' Adderall
I hope when you see me that you see me crash
gonna make it far with a clip joint
Make a mistake and you lit up like at gun point
Where you live? What you make? Where you come from?
All these
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
understand that I stand above you
Your whole crew could round up and still just be 4'2
I haven't been impressed by any of these pro dudes
I just dance along
and shinning on hoes,
This is that joint that be grinding on bones,
Look for yo fan cus he probably be gone,
You do what you can,
I do what I want,
Cus Im
a phone, that's how you know she ain't a hoe
QuinX rolled up another joint, we pass it round, we smoke
Playing by my own rules
In a league of my own
and Jay the only two that understand my pain the reason we became a crew
Was only 9 ain’t understand a lot
Like Jay yo mama gave you everything, and Teddy
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
(skrrt skrrt)
Make too much cash today (I did)
I got to flex tomorrow (let's go)
She wanna sex my charm
Two tonne Rolex, robot arm (Sky-dweller, look)
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo forget the club
Today we play in the block
It's going down and it's blazing hot
Jeff pop the new CD turn tables joints
You just
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
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