Lyrics:
be matching my kicks
my jump off might hit my dance on that bitch
yeah we outside and we thick.
We just might smoke down your block.
We might bust
through it
We call it probation, but there's no pro to it
Yeah my soul's aching, only a few peers know
Funny thing about the case is it's a few years old
stop acting like you're not impressed
One more thing, I'm gonna pay by check
Last week - I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film
Walked
Please stop acting like you're not impressed
One more thing
I'm gonna pay by check
Last week, I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film
Walked
keep it movin', that's one song, I mean let's go
You wanna get, I mean Hell Rell you ain't say nuthin' that whole song
Let's go, let's go, I mean that's
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
1 hour to get this text together so easily
Now I round off this song with a prayer and pray for the whole world
Receive Jesus and diss the Matrix it
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
Of course we copy...24 hours a day...in color
You wouldn't believe me if I told you the rest
The man sitting by me who was barely dressed
Flew off
Wanna go to war with me
That's just one phone call from me
Check this shit
I got a whole hood
That don't appreciate me
It's not the whole hood
That
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
a immature rhyme ho
Come rock a lil something, no we're all outta time so
From Chilltown JC to Brooklyn with A-D
I'm ripping things daily, ni if,
take it back
Survey says my hair is too long
You can call me Samson
When I think about His goodness too long
Then a ninja start dance
I ain't mad how you
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
The year's boutta change
Think of who done changed up the years
Sure we got gifts and the snow songs
But think of where matter done came from
It
Not certain if it's Day or Night but I know the time is NOW
And if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the sound
Lets just call it a Day,
a nigga bitch and get a free ransom
He Real Rx if we stamped 'em
Let that nigga play wit that money if he want
We outside your house Call of Duty campin'
the baby wipes
Daddies gone and he made 'em sick
Yeah G we were sonning 'em
They really got tans we were sunning them
See them EQ dances there, we was
girlfriends call
if she don't get off until two (we got all night long)
I finally show up at 4:30 am
and I still have to drop my crew off (but i'll be back)
now
a girl except me
And I just wanted to be realistic about it
I didn't want to mess the whole thing up (no)
And I just loved being around her
So I took
ladies, the Val Venis with no towel
Y'all always come with chicken like Kung Pao
I'm always off the top like Kung Lao
I had to let it bang like gun pow-der
write I belong
Let me break the fourth wall by acknowledging this song
Ren sits down
Has a stroke of genius
He wants to write a song that was not
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod now, who thinks their arms are
Long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this
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