Lyrics:
only fucked it up more, follow me
Are you starting to gather what I'm getting at?
Now if I'm losing you tell me then I'll double back
But keep in
bap would still be a back thought
But i used what i was taught
And now its back in the fucking front
Thank you Aquemini, 27 Chambers
Marshall mathers lp
to the city
And I got 'em cheap the whole hood could come with me
Nigga
We gettin' money, man, I'll show you how to turn profit
In the hood they call me
chance, I would do just that
I'd give anything just to go right back
Homey if I could rewind the hands of time
I woulda cut off the PS2 at 12:49
Nigga I
behind
R. Kelly, let me see you wind
Show me your wild side
Stick out your back side
cnd if I hold you from behind
You know exactly why
charges
Like every other day
I'm seeing a rapper locked away
R Kelly can rot in fuckin' jail
We ain't gonna have no more betrayal
Y-E-O, we never fail
Shit
incase
I will knock your funk lights out if I don’t get paid
Everybody hands up hands up
Put them in the atmosphere
Cause the rap pro’s here now
Let me
well, here's another time, my friend
Don't tell me times are hard and tough
If you wanna be sharper than me
You gotta rub against something rough
bedroom door
It turns to a stage, they're gone and the spotlight is on and I'm singin'
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time
gonna do when we fight back?
I done seen the soul escape the eyes too many times now
I could hear your mama’s heart break when she was cryin’ out
Too many
multiply it by two and it might work
It really just all depend on my mood (word)
'Cause if they don't pay me my dues, they pay attention
So in the end I
did R. Kelly, and I
Wish that doc could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breathe again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they
head out this is my night
Are you gonna step with rock when I got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my
head out this is my night
Are you gonna step with rock when I got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
If we can survive this, then anything is possible.
And I will stick with the ones who are by my side.
I have always had their back, and I know (know)
From that day we'd only be with one another
Gang hangs, bust the jams, meet my mother
There was nothing that could come between us
(Teens tearing up
From that day we'd only be with one another
Gang hangs, bust the jams, meet my mother
There was nothing that could come between us
(Teens tearing up
I get a call, 9 in the morning, I'm reaching for the phone
Meech got some work for me, I'm guessing i can tag along
East side, Clinton and kelly, i
’m a rider, I do or I die
I made a decision, I flew to the sky
I never look back ‘cause I’m cool where I lie
Where it ends? You could decide
What goes up must
gon reach the clouds many times
climax then I go back to gettin money right.....
[Final hook]
I turned on her favorite song
I knew that would turn you
bladder
You mumble like goo-goo-goo ga-ga
You are baby, you need a pamper
You kill rap motherfucker, you cancer
I kill you motherfucker, put hands up
Hands
some better chants
But chances are I'll set the bar
Higher than their hands
LT cuz I'm lit
QT so I quit
LG I'm legit
See me, I'm the shit
LP harder hit
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