Lyrics:
the maga (Eh eh eh oh oh)
Everybody everybody say
I don show I don show
Aproko people I won make una know
See all the way from Port Harcourt
I break into
I've learned to be a master in a turning hell
I wanna go on faster on a way to mad
And I've been fooling around by the way I am
Fighting alone in
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> Slick Rick
Droolin from the mouth
or prosperity in life
Just for his humble blessings
Which will make my children happy forever.
As you say dear. Tell me this he is a lord of Dwaraka
Do you
Hand In My Pocket Robbed Me For My Chocolate
Watch Em Swindle Yo Ass And Turn A Profit
If You Don't Own The Master
Then The Master Own You
Who Do You
Hand In My Pocket Robbed Me For My Chocolate
Watch Em Swindle Yo Ass And Turn A Profit
If You Don't Own The Master
Then The Master Own You
Who Do You
anybody i do my thing my way
As i get the master key o everything is okay, (everything is okay)
Kokoro give me the kokoro (everything is okay)
Where my
mortally wounded
We're controlled by the master of puppets
Expand your mind, open your eyes
ASCEND!!!
Nasty mouth full of counterfeit
Hypocrisy as a way
what I think I'm thinking I overthink
Life can change in a blink
Keep on swimming don't sink
We ain't here for to long so make it happen start the action
simple chord for the future
One touch from the master's hand, one simple chord for all of the future!
Monitored by the eye in the sky, while we map it
ighting to defend and expand
ways of life, cultural values, religion
means of production, distribution
subordination, new masters, old foundation
a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing
This master piece
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
Monsters made by the Britain
Let's live life the way we want it
Safety of life and that of property
A better future for everybody
Every region and every
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
That's right, that's right, monsieur
Keep walking this way!
You can't win her, not by making her your prisoner
Raoul
No, stay back!
I'm here,
master p an silkk
They ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, everyday life.
Verse 1- (fiend)
Everytime I open my eyes, I thank God for wakin this
master p an silkk
They ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, everyday life.
Verse 1- (fiend)
Everytime I open my eyes, I thank God for wakin this
through their veins
hated by few, respected by all, speak for the game
I was told, if it don't make dollars You know the rest
I finesse strategies like
it's gonna take for you to understand?
Do you know? You're a masterpiece
And God has given you a master key
Do you know? That you're so unique
In God's
the Master's bouquet
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels and carried away
Forever to bloom in
Come on everybody, it's nearly six o'clock
It's time for you to get, to get, to get up
Wake up, wake up brothers and wash your face
It's time for
Destruction, erosion, eruption, explosion
Compulsive emotion; divided by demons
What was the quotient, impulsive implosion?
The masters the leaders;
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