Lyrics:
Guess it's me against the world
Cause I ain't supposed to be of it
Render unto Caesar
But my soul ain't going in the budget
Look again, it's cause of our
to death
We need Him crucified
It's all you have to do
Talk to me, Jesus Christ
You have been brought here
Manacled, beaten by Your own people
Do You have
to rid himself of the one
Ring by hurling it inside the volcano
But on the way, a thought had struck his mind
The Egyptians had invented the ring
So he
Just what time of night do you call this?
What on earth is wrong?
Paul, it's half past two
You should not be here
Let me finish, I said, let me
chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out fuckin dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew shoulda
up change to get some food wasn't easy
Every other day, it was ramen noodles or Little Caesar's
When you ain't eatin', how the fuck a nigga greedy?
up as a PK
Sunday morning waking up
Mama in back
Listening to Shirley
Caesar
Man they tripping
This is to early
Wiping the crust out my eyes
Man
gets harder every day
And it makes you want to run away
And then I wonder where it will end
Can I ever be myself again?
Yo, I got hopes, and I
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas when it's real
Say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die
Don't cry my niggas it's been one hell of a ride
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, unh, yo, unh
Here goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out f***in dudes
Jesus Christ on the cross
I was pelted with stones
Sell you a poem so intense
It'll melt the uphol'
Been to Hell and back
On the Jack in the cell
Crisp by buffoons
I go heavy like D deep like Mobb
It's Hell On Earth if the storm don't stop
I'm Ready To Die tie myself to the bow
Please let that sink
stunts
Young and I'm wildin', (?) try him
He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
If you catch
don't
Like to suck nuts
So tell me what the hell am I supposed to do
It's like sipping sizzurp in Houston
I'm supposed to screw
Talk slimy like okra, TiVo
the Shirley Temples
What you gonna do
How you gonna do it
What you gonna do
How you gonna do it
Little by little, ooh
Little by little, bit by bit
lace up
Asap! keep it one hundred, temperature
I don't give a damn about the best
I do better
More cheddar, laughing to the bank for Mahama paper
Slick's
of the Apes
I'm hades with the gates
Bringing hell to you snakes
Now what the fuck is you gon' do
When you find us creeping up on you
Punk bitch I told you
We
Hey! Do you know what you are?
You're an asshole! An ASSHOLE!
Some of you might not agree
'Cause you probably likes a lot of misery
But
"Yeah I'm the fucking man!", yeah
Maybe give a little back like, "Here, I do what I can"
It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'
Can't
in, know hoes come by the ten
Super savage I don't do average nothing
All my exes Lexus, Benz, BM-dubbin'
All my niggas got the bag via dealin'
Me I
Now I’m high again in block 37
Seeing stranger things anxiety is on 11
Singing strange things keep happening me I’m made metal
It’s a band thing all
Shirley and she's from the temple Shirley and she's on my temple
In the back of the plane, day by day It's all a game to manage the pain
It leads me
lost
You can call me a caesar salad
I am tossed
But don't need an effect
For a cause
I've said it once
And I'll say it again
I've taken the paper
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