Lyrics:
to the top, ain't no way Ima stop so make sure that you videotaping this
They can't breathe, I'm knocking 'em out one by one, it's a breeze
Make 'em drop
you wanna do? (Party!)
And MC Taste is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!)
My man Divine is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy?
some other guys
It's so selfish of me cause I know that you're not mine
And it's killing me inside
That I can't be by your side
And I know I try to hide
a piece
Who else gone look out for me
You ain't bring nothing to the table
Then you can't eat
If you wasn't with me from the jump
Then you can't speak
Finna
Player hatin' ass motherfuckers man fuck that
Man put that shit out man
You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no motherfuckin' weed in court
(Man fuck
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you can't win
(You can't win)
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn,
Or the Bermuda Triangle and attempted to make a safe descent
Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it could be danger
Did you make arrangements with
king James script
Can't stop cause I'm committed
I might be down now
I'll be right back in a minute
Go ahead and clock me
I just want to fall asleep
I was like I was like wait
I was like waiittttttt
Don't be calling my phone tryna hang baby girl its too late
I know you fucked up and I moved
good
I've always been open to finding out who it is I'm posed to be
If I can't live my dream, I'd rather take a nap and die in my sleep
And I put that
a brick to somebody
Who volunteered my information to the federalies
I made it out of all of that like I ain't gonna be proud of that
So petty shit, you
coke from the sopranos
Then he sold it to joel
Silver before everything goes blammo
One script in the stack in
Which i wanted to act
Fuck rejections by
Then I met my defender by
The name of Lawrence Bender
He said "You got some moxy
You obnoxious pretender"
Read my script and loved it
Said it needs
the wind
There's no cell-y phone, so you can't phone home
Oh lord, here come those criminals maleek & jerome
("yo, who you know here, you got family over
White man just rulin'
The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin'?
Y'all niggas just phony
I put that on my mama and my dead homies
Yella Boy's on your
that's how we do this
It's all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin'
I come from where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by
White man just rulin'
The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin'?
Y'all niggas just phony
I put that on my mama and my dead homies
Yella Boy's on your
Dave ain't gon' get pass
No matter where he at, they treat him all the same (Tragic!)
So everywhere he go they be like "Who the fuck is Dave!?"
Who
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
a Tesla shooting yellin nigga drive...
But I'm ...
Tryna be a nigga with a drive ..
But I'm ...
Not even a nigga who can drive...
Bow your heads...
Like
of place
You can till that my tools for this shit are too great
To be sharpened by those who still stand in my way
I can't throw em away so man starting
Yeah, please Don't Be Alarmed
By The Far Footsteps You Hear
Coming Up From The Rear
It's Only A One Man Army
Carter, Me, That's Who
Eh, John Just Let
of taking flight if life is wrong make it right
And if it's dark give it light
I probably met a few people who did me wrong
Got rid off all the pain by
ain't gone slide
They still ain't get back for they man
Been eight months since he died
Ignore the fake cause I know that real always gone prevail
Can't
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