Lyrics:
asking, "Did you hear that? Play it back, man!"
Jamming while the beat's slamming
And I'll be damaging emcees, wack tracks in
Ways you can't imagine so it's
you commentatin' on how I do it?
Silence is loud, silence my movement
Silence dem, it's about the music
If you snakin' me, you will learn by force
Fuck is that?
Man, word
Nathin'
Who the fuck is Nate, tell him
It's Iesha, Farrah, and Kath true
From city to city, coast II coast
Friday
write a song about it and tell
All my fans that I beat him up all by myself--haha
[Chorus 2X:]
[Low-G]
I might play Chalupa, that's Mexican Bingo
Peace
'til my hands hurt
(Hands hurt)
Foreign door, push got the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self,
for those who even kinda want it
'Cause for this man, I would take a lighter
And light up all of my Lighter money
You can call it pyro money, "Hi
Di youth dem get blind by stardom
Now di King of Kings a call
Ol' man to pickney
So wave unnu hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me
Dem
brother, Scrap Lover my other" -> Kane
"He's the greatest ever!"
[Repeat: x4]
"Hey hey hey! It's.." [Fat Albert]
".. Mister Cee as we say, my man
Contra on the mix
Yea, Aye Blake I got you, yea, aye
Really only got one question
Who you know the realest in the game its Chess
Man I cant believe
black
Due to grab those riches straight back
Big man ting it's all coming intact
Fuck Boris he needs a slap from Chuck Norris and I'm just being honest
flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurt
Giving it over, giving it over
You put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds
much depression had my life buffering
Only made it out by a slim chance
I tell myself when I do make it, I won't take an advance
But still be out
the massacre
Fixed my words to hurt I tried and got stuck
My only wish is you never gave up
Guess for my first shot at love it wasn't bad
I just didn't have
a couple times before
But it won’t get me down no more
I’ve been hurt a couple times before
But it won’t get me down no more
Cuz it’s not over yet
Cuz it’s
Mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm
We can make it work
(Yo, Kiwi, thank you, bro)
Love hurts, love hurts
I know you feedin' off of what I
make me Christian
If she choose me then that’s her dеcision
Free Skim Reaper out the systеm
Full pound Chuck Norris how it’s kickin
You ain’t really my
, baby, sugar
Somebody who loves you so much
It hurts you to hurt them so bad?
(See, I'm still a man, sugar)
Have you ever loved somebody
Who loves
a situation
We out here grindin', doin'the do
Get it on man
We take a stance but we ain't posin'
Man, we worked too hard to get our picture in motion
It's just
replaced it with game
Only cared about, sneakers and two-two bullets
Influenced by the hood, wasn't scared to pull it
Dared to do what I would
First
will go missing
Connect the dots, heads get shot, it's over then
When emcees see me they better hide man
I was born in the wrong environment
That means
August is here like he is chuck norris
Oh that man for sure is gorgeous
On the mic he is like
A tyrannosaurus, ah hell man
Here comes the chorus
Fire bois
man, Me, Pam
And cases
I'm trapped with my feet lounged up
Beside a feline
It sucks that y'all cats is just
Fucked beyond being a peon
It's probably
that nigga psycho too!} That's what I'm gon' have to do
And that's word on my crew, but if she don't fall for it
I'mma go Chuck Norris and be out with
shootin' at a ghost
When your nigga dies, it hurts the most
Boom boom boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost
One man, drowning in the quicksand
Put my nigga down,
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