Lyrics:
gun
He'd been blessing every one of my
Albums since the first one
On this mixtape right here
There is no interceptions
Every track is produced by Dilla
on the d-r-u-m-s get busy
Aight
On the keys my man james what you doing back there
Oh yeah
So we about to do it a little sumthin like this
Aight jeff back to the ol
It was not in 1884 but in 1995
When a British boxer aged 25 he lost his life
James Murray died in a hospital in Glasgow Sunday night
After being
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
defense is shook
bucs break teams down like they all were taught
and wearin brass by keyshawn yo da ball is caught
he outta here TOUCHDOWN!!!
man screw
it stronger than in Albany
This colony's economy's increasingly stalling and
Honestly, that's why public service (he's just)
Seems to be calling me
James though
Bitch I'm fly like maggots
And she superfly like Angels
And lil shorty got them curves
Stay in her lane though
And she know how to make it
In my mind's eye, I stand with the eleven
On a hilltop near Bethany
This is the place where we last saw Jesus
As he was lifted up and hidden by
don't understand
Exactly, exactly
You get like words here and there
In the middle, he like mispronounced Oedipal
And I was like, Oedipal
And he was like,
James
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
Louis, ooh
He fruity, stupid
Jury on, taking pictures with a groupie
I move smoothly into the club
Like what the fuck up
Bars getting bought by me and
I'm
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Now here's a story that should not be forgot
About the day my deejay
Turned into an autobot
He got struck by lightning
In an electrical storm
He got
hit the stage
With the star-shaped bass, he'd send the crowd into a rage
Stop, look up, and what do you see?
The Mothership landing in DC
So, yo, thank
death note and he wants me to read it out loud
James has left a note
In case he choked and died on chilli peppers
This is what he wrote
In case he choked
bell ring
And trust me, I hit like a Mac Truck
Got him looking like a bobble-head
Should've left me alone and backed up, but
Hell nah, here he go, think
like a Mac Truck
Got him looking like a bobble-head
Should've left me alone and backed up, but
Hell nah, here he go, think he fly
First to go,
a team Over here 50/50 , will be by your side, down to slide, let me know when you outside
James Wade and Singer Chorus:
Yeah, you a vibe and girl you
James
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
stupid, I thought that they were sincere folks
It turned out they liked the money and the fame
If I ain't get paid, I'd be that nobody James
'cause I'm natural
If on the first night I hit, then that's a hoe
And I gotta stay away
You can never by mine your nigga he got you on layaway
Bitch, we
my first solo
Collo Drolo, sponsored by Manolo
She got Zeppi Notos ready for some photos
Yeah, and I'm cold, bitch, please try to keep the door
JAMES MURRAY
(© 1997 Mr Jones)
It was not in 1884 but in 1995
When a British boxer aged 25 he lost his life
James Murray died in a hospital in
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