Lyrics:
back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
('Cause it's a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air
It was as if your words were her words and her words were your words
And then all of a sudden it was over
It was like she just up and disappeared
Well
told me if you get her mind the pants a given
Romance is hopeless
So don’t give your heart to any woman
Grandpa was a rolling stone
So pimpins in your
could
This is a choice, never fate
Just like your happiness, your attitude is in your control
We're tired of seeing you like this, so let's get up
is about chasing the riches
But that materialistic shit will fade away
Don't get caught up in the modern day slavery tray
It's only mass media
yeah look
While they was rocking Aeropostale I was rocking Levi
Wake up in the morning having dreams of living seaside
I'm the greatest rapper ever
on your head and split tomatoes from a hundred feet away, now it's a halo
That's tomato sauce, Heinz 57
Catch up nigga, you behind, where I left you
I
of this presence
Spread through the mass with praise on high got eve tryna fuck around 7
Baptized by the quick few
After choir practice hit a round two
Hit
a rapper out of
Chicago who wanted me to show up
At some event of his
And he was trying to threaten me in some
Way physically if I didn't show up
Because we
back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
('Cause it's a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air
Uh, look
This past week, It's been iffy
You say I've been acting so bitchy
How bout' you get on that plane & come get me
Tired of all the arguing,
your cat get peeled
Word up
Be alert out here before your cat get peeled
Word up
Be alert out here before your cat get peeled
If you're in Brooklyn
Be
Get shot, you run and try to save them
And now you sittin' there with all the blood on your hands
Worried' about your children
Cause they stay up in
blessing
Plenty money for flexing
Pepper steady resting
Two by two
Make the blessing be two by two
Anything wey Dey come make e two by two
Make my
enough game
To be maxing with, what the fuck
I’m swearing now, no caring
I’m doing in mass and shit
You can stick a dynamite stick up my ass
One, two, look
see it's hectic, respect it
Blow up your deck until my cassette is ejected
How I will beat you just like your father, don't even bother
However nigga,
shit, " he says
"you got to look at it from my point of view
I always wanted to say this
To the judge: ‘Think about
Your son if your son grew
Up in
light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
Lay back, listen to the B-Side
Slide, glide, do whatever you want
Get out your
helped
Wish I picked up the phone
I was chasing one more high as your spirit returned home
Just wish I could see your face
Show you where you could have
the total mass retain
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
In her
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
looking up to me
Siblings looking up to me
And I look up to you
Oh God I need your blessing so i can be a blessing to people oo
Oh God I need your
it cool when I told her I'm selling smoke
She said she understands
I'm a man just be smart
Your living motivation
That baby is your heart
Wake up
been 'em niggas that's been them niggas, ask any nigga
Mass Appeal, history, Henny sippers, let's get it nigga
Hol' up, hol' up we dem boyz
Hol' up
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