Lyrics:
this song
Sing it along to this little Heartbroken blues song
I want to tell you a little story, One I know you have heard Before
Every song that you
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
we all think alike though
And killing ain't nothing but a hobby
Don't me do a fucking 187 robbery
And like some brand new Jordans, you tied up
You
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
were my love
Oh my love
Flyin' high we never took the time
To stop and feel the need
Funny how those years go by
Changing you, changing me
I
this bitch right now, can't tell me shit
Brand new slush, girl, I got your bitch
Brand new cuts, then I got them hits
Backwood look thick, funny, cause I
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
Me and my buddy got us a wild hare
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
never see em wet
You sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMX
Now I'ma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil
Said Tech rappin on that niggas
and goblin, brand-new
Pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs frightening all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin.
In Mullingar last night, I rested limbs
them and shake their hands
And let them know they gave me the courage to stand
And think a little bit deeper on my brand
And not be a sellout and sound
seconds
I don't care next year, you know I'm coming back for 2nds
Coming with a vengeance, there's a madness to my method
Sad little boy, life ruined by
not going anywhere".
A funny thing about a couple when a couple of years've gone by.
You don't talk; you think you know each other so well you don't
"Nobody's home," he's lookin kinda funny
realizin that I hadn't planned on spendin any money
Seen a brand new au-dio Technic, a cordless mic
He said, "You
forbidden, par, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny
Boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman chased by a group of men
With
I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there
He sat
He said excuse me,
get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
Heard
When I was little I would wake up in the mornin'
Like as if I was my dadden, and happen to be just snorin'
All evening, and even things would just
the sound
Stagnant for a couple years no other choice I'm moving now
Doubted by so many can't deny that I influence now
I don't like her talking funny and she
to Tavuni
And we're getting off the dock
We could really use some shelter
And by some I mean a lot
So we take a little moment
Asking God where we should go
We
cash in a stash, ain't nuttin funny, money
Much greater gifts, I receive, are those who are blessed
And me, I got a treasure chest
By all means protected
I got my little hat on
In the V.I.P. where everybody high fash-ion
Gettin they mack on, thirsty fo' satisfaction
And it's, bound to happen like
This is how we're gonna start this shit off, start it with a classic
Give one for the people to remember
Look, look, there's a little story that I
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
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