Lyrics:
me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Rampage, I came a long way
I gotta thank God for seein' another day
you, waiting for you
With nothing on
(Rap by Chyna Whyte)
I'm hittin you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin bout nothing
the hard way
I bring the whole south with me you should just call me
And we can make a piñata out of him all day
And I even finnin' to be gentle
You can
these people don't
These bitches mainting the status quo
They hangin' all over the master's role
Holding that power's their way to go
Free up the funds,
that you tackle and breakdown
You will make make ground on other mcs im n my way now
It takes a long time
To master your skills
Get out what you put in
Couldn't find my way so I simply did the math
Freed my mind with a little paragraph
Some are stuck on stupid but can't grasp
I'm built for this task so why
on me
Game on lock, master key
Uh, Mastery, a master ball couldn't capture me
Now Blastoise, blast for me
Uh, Mastery, this is the way that it has to be
right through the afterlife
'Cause when you die make you look way past the light
And hind sight I drop the type of rhyme
To give the blind sight,
matter
Move your body for the master, the master
Shaliluleelele yeah yeah yeah yeah shalilulelele yeah
Hands up high, tip your toe
I'll make you fly up
niggaz
Street Life
Mothafuckin' street life
Got us caught up
Soulja Slim
Only life we know
Silkk The Shocker
Ya heard me?
Master P
This for all
the Master's bouquet
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet beautiful
flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels then carried away forever to bloom
in
"What am I offered good folks?" he cried
"Who will start the bidding for me?
A dollar, one dollar, two, only two
Two dollars who will make it three
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
(was “start shooting” in your master plan…)
(was “start shooting” in your master plan…)
A troll war
An open sore
America gets what it asks for
No
can't make out what your master said
Before he made you go
And then I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon
I've lain
Yeah back it up
Vultures of culture
A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime
Uh-huh, check it out
If you don't own the master, then
wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, cause I'm
Honey drive by and said
I'll do anything for you, kept drinking up
Hero of my wife
Tell ya man stop sticking her
Master's coming
I'm not saying you're not
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
We don't live for Hip-Hop, It lives for us
It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'
Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
shake that thing
I like your style and the way you move
You make a thug wanna get wit you
[Silkk] When I come through Dawg you no I'm fly
[Master P] It's
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
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