Lyrics:
All my Harlem niggas
My BK niggas back Uptown baby, Lennox Ave
My oyes on Broadway all day, uh c'mon
Ayo, you love the way I rep black, step
ya'll, and you don't stop, come on!
[Interlude: Raekwon w/ sample (Masta Killa)]
Do that dance, grown up (come on)
Do that dance, grown up
[Ghostface
Around my wayyyyy
(Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status)
Around my wayyyyy
(I'm about to take you through
My way you know the
Projects and all that,
the window gaspin'
Now if you feel me tell me whose that creepin' for your head
This goes out to all of you suckas
Includin' you crossers
Includin' you
phone is answered
What? Hey Angelo this is the exterminator
You called for your
Rat problem my account's looking
A little thin
Close-up of what the phone
Yeah (What up speil) (Lonjevity)
All my life i been waiting for moments like this (Big speil)
(What you thought we were just gonna lay down and die
don't-- I don't-- you know-- Verse 1 Got the pear trees faking like a dogwood And thunderstorms in the springtime, it's all good And rappers killing it in
them up in your verses just know I got more
Yeah the fuck is you toting 30s in Glocks for?
I forgot y'all be acting and that's what props for (yeah)
But
Yo this blunt is for all the niggas that was in the
Holding pen with me in central booking
Welcome to the system
(Ha ha ha ha! Yeah!
chainsmokin'
Fiendin' for a vic, fiendin' for a sick flow
Mama seen to the stove, biscuit, chicken box, chicken pox or not?
Dirty socks with the hole by
to find if you beefing or tryna rhyme//
But I don't like war, what real nigga do?
The fake ones brag and get killed by they crew
I live for the code
accept me for who I am
Just understand maybe I can find a place
Where it's okay
Chante's profile is not marked private
Just by her pics you can
See why
your name, but you're not here, The echoes of your laughter are all that I hear.
[Chorus] Oh, you were the stars in my darkest night, But now you
Yeah, yeah
C7SHIT
Now y'all heard enough of us by now
You know it's been a busy couple of years
But right now
Allow me to introduce to you
The man
George "Jones" 'cause he jonesin' for them roses
And he gettin' all them girls 'cause he put roses in his poems
I guess what I'm supposin'
Is I'm not down
even three
Maybe even five gsp
Will get fucked up by mr bones jones
But bones jones would lose mr silva
But they would all get fucked up by bruce lee
But
Maan, it's all for sure
And could go and when it's gone- (you alone)
Runnin up yo cell phone callin GOD for hope
And who to say that day ain't all for
coin sized bulletholes to make y'all bleed
Listen to me are you ready for this shit I got
'Cause I can switch to any subject and just make it hot
I'm
the crowd going everybody singin' (hey)
Me blowin' like its legal surrounded by all my people
But the best part of the club is
When ya move ya body
him was not
available so the words and music herein are taken from the sheet music as written
by Stan Jones
Monroes' version, as well as competing
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
and rebirth Wild and untameable Eater of all the bad children
Chorus
Interlude (ii)-------------Baba Yaga’s tears Are for the children she has eaten Baba
the world
Would you buy all my bullshit?
Masquerades and emotions
Accolades and promotions
Because I stand by my high hopes on tight ropes
With this dope shit
metaphor, for you to settle for/thats why you gatta build rapport, like the credit score/all red suits symbolize the changes/all black corsage’s symbolize
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