Lyrics:
HEY YO, I GO BY THE NAME OF
AND I'M HEAR WITH MY CREW....
TO LET EVERYBODY KNOW
THAT ARRRMMMM
CAME IN THE GAME
NOT TO TALK ABOUT MY
TRICKLES
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
Bridge:
Gotta let ‘em know
Gotta let ‘em know ‘bout the Name
Gotta let ‘em know
Gotta let ‘em know ‘bout the game
Repeat Bridge
Verse One:
Lord,
emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with p
Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you
Facts
There's a remnant of MC's on deck
We got next
And we Brooklyn so we got Nets
Plus love peace and truth for your life
And if I may say so myself we
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
our perfection
Hinted by the prince
Of Cyrus cylinder
Written by the visitors
I minister
To bless the listener
Increasing integers
I quizmaster
Word
Macho man out the toro
I'm a slim jim it's designated to your lady
Now that Benz friend I'm sliding in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is she just
the name, better know what you're getting
Blow your mind, be surprised, I cum with confetti
And I didn't wanna do it, 'cause I didn't want the pain
I was
I would like to thank everybody for coming to the service tonight
Before you go
I'd like to leave you with something led by our amazing choir
Choir
of shit
It comes as good intention
When them bells rung and names drop
Hit's as good as mentioned
I was looking for a spot and
Cut a hole in the fence
Then
Everybody know me as Mr Timaya
When I be common plantain seller
God don change my name to Timaya
Oh why I dey for choir
Back in the days for Mountain of Fire
pop a lot
Grew up in Brownsville in a brownstone by a vacant lot
Satan's got, my mind, my body, and my soul
Oh, I don't blame you, you switched your
Que made the beat by the way
Rearrange her inside Interior Designer
Justin Timberlake I hit her then it's bye bye
About my paper ima change my name
what you've done to mind's clearness.
Sense of pleasure, sense of pain.
Could you absolve a world's complaint?
I am delighted by your loss.
your saviour
might feel the urge to stand up on your head and spin... asking
Where did it all begin, we don't know anymore
We try to be righteous but surrounded by sin
wasn’t even 10 yet
Hadn’t even picked up a pen yet
Already had a mean 6 step
Before the move had a name
I was down by law paid dues in the game
I knew
’m Brooklyn nigga not for TV (Yea) You can’t capsulize my swag in a Ad (No) if I was a generation ahead I’ll be your dad So fuck a Warren Buffet cause I
disappeared, left me lonely
Got so big all your friends say that they know me
I'm the one, i'm the one number uno
God bless, now we do it big like sumo
Rapper
Got apes with a case for banana clips
Sitting by the money on the safe
But I will bless them, like I been sneezing
I’m sick with the lyrics
My season
and Brooklyn from fighting
Telling me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill
that I ain't do it
You got your innocence before they prove it, shawty bless me she let me loose and
Can't lie I ran for my life one time, and one time
Y'all know what it is. It's your boy
Early bird gets the worm. Closed mouth don't get fed
And I don't read lips. Holla
Y'all know. Feel me, y'all
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