Lyrics:
it's later than you think
Never right, yes I know
Get wisdom, knowledge and understanding
These three, were given free by the maker
Go
Listen to this rhyme, and tell us what you think
One, two, three, Grand Puba's on the count
Rhyming gets me papes in very large amount
Brother,
day around the way, hey
[Chorus: 1x]
[Verse 3]
You know I gotta get props, I can't stop, wit out y'all
I be nothin, no wreckin, no checkin, no rhymin,
all of this evil
Got nothing for you the fuck out my face
I was obsessed with what I could get
But I know I'm blessed and I'm really rich
I'm touched by
a thief
And this will get you through the day
We'll get on marvelously
It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyeballs for every face
Three bodies
of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending
of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I
Wishing well runs wet and dry
I wish for things i never had
Surrounds and wells up in my eyes
The screaming voice, it lies
Wishing well gets
to get there before you die
You don't get there
By playing from the rule book
You stack the ages
You load the dice
Mother dear
Oh, we know
get together and have a few laughs
And doowhatwelike
Yeah, and doowhatwelike, yeah, and doowhatwelike.
And since you came here you gotta show
go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all get
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
a hard job
but them lame niggas
they make me get so high
(Chorus)
I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground
I get so high
and I just can't seem
of them days wish would've stayed home
Run into a group of suckers trying to get they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
to get to this 'sitch? Don't take the piss (nah)
I've been scummy, I admit, I did what I did, but I deserve this
That's why the bottle got popped at six
ya shit ,chewed off the muzzle get bit
tryna get by ,but instead you got high
you Inhale it no edible ,got me some money
they cut out them funnies
ain't gone get nothing
Why did my idols die
Damn look how time flies by
Thats two things that's on my mind
Money, music, women, that was three okay I lied
Don’t got time for bullshit
(Yeah, yeah)
I was born by my lonely, so I’ll die by my self
(Yeah)
Yeah, why you crying bout the bullshit that you was
and understanding
You don’t get at fast food joints with their American branding
See all of life’s rich tapestry
On the northbound slip road to the new M3
Cook up
rules
Mind urns 1
Get paper 2
And protect ya brains 3
Stay clear of lames even tho the game gone
Throw u change ups neva change
I remember when they
Rolling no destination just whipping n bendin blocks
Passing by pops I gotta taurus he gotta glock
Covic 19 running rampant so da streets empty
hope in my little black book
Bleu is the name
I'm here take a look
Two made the game
But three made the books
Plus three more
We like Michelin cooks
With
We love you Pamane
Bitch I'm an astronaut I get to jumping
Run up the racks, bitch you know I be thumbing
I came up from nothing now its time to be
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