Lyrics:
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
like menopause, I make niggas act like biatches
Yo yo that nigga Red be frontin' with they ass full of stitches
Woo! I just don't give a fuck
I
[Qwell:]
Rain shine, was fate denied by state time
Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs
Remember chickens spittin' game at you
I'm prayin'
spot by the Seine, is where I'll be in the end
My love
That's how we gon live
But right now we just kids
Yo
Life is but a dream
This is everything I
a fatter poem
Matter of fact you can tell by
How my vibe i'm bout it
Hopped on it one minute
One minute later i'm vibing on it ,
This beat is non-respondent
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
I ain't ever sugar coat shit
It's X dawg, who else would've spoke this??
No time for ya silly ass games
Shit, forgot your silly ass name
Illuminati
faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy
Prayers for my boy Demar
Roll us a blunt with too much sauce
Fuck him once
Ellery told me Better me
Than of these young ones
No time for the edit
Get yo credit dog smarten up
Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo
it up
Whats the ticket goin for a 4way,
I ain’t tryin to have them Feds runnin in my doorway
See I been doin this shit here for a long time
it up
Whats the ticket goin for a 4way,
I ain’t tryin to have them Feds runnin in my doorway
See I been doin this shit here for a long time
shit
Like real shit, time is a construct that can't define me
Offering them diamonds and gold, all just to blind me
Discovering myself, no one needs
feel free to enter
don't sleep 'cause my streets won't time you,
shit'll just hitcha wit no warnin,
keep snorin we'll keep formin
hits to make these
INTRO [Kardinal Offishall]
It's a Kardi Kardi party, what!
What, yeah
Yo this be the Kardi Kardi party, what!
[Saukrates]
Anybody coming through
these lashes on my back got me feeling full sin
Sorry man meant nothing only Benjamin
Put aside all my morals to kill another man
Maybe another time we
tonight
I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body
Or when they free Gotti, so that means never
To my niggas in they cell wit a hour of rec
ya know
Despite how full my hands get I can't let ya go
I love and I miss you all but it's time to end this call though
God next time I ring me and you
Yo, Nas, whattup?
Yo, whattup, kid?
What's goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, Nas, whattup?
Yo, whattup, kid?
What's goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'?
sorry
Yo we’ll make it outta here
Now it’s clear see the path I’m headed on if I steer
May my ethics be my pedals and my prayers be my wheels
On the real
Hey look, check
Yo,
I'm a beast
Look at all the beats you see me consume
I'm with A\Villain, like I went & joined The Legion of Doom
I got a hoe
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ITS HARD TO MAKE SOMETHIN
the cash flow, that's strict
I kinda pray yo bitch soul, do not get tarnished the farther I go
I take it slow when I suck on her toes, and if she get
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