Lyrics:
street
nobody de to trust
I don put my leg for dust even Keke pour me mud
Sometimes i de contemplate to sacrifice blood
Cuz I really gat to make am by fire
music
I just made it, but this shit sold music
I been going stupid like fuck a beat, my whole damn flow acoustic
These niggas so confusing
Say life's
(Hi de hi de hi de ho)
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Za zu za zu za zu zay
Zo zo, za zu zay
Za zu za zu, za zu zay
Oh man, oh man, oh man
We got a fat one,
of Pop
We've no doubts about it
(No doubts about it)
His music pumps up our heart-beats
We'll always stand by him
(Stand by him)
He's the man we've always
Yo shout out Spicy B
Spiciest lyrics, spiciest beats
Spiciest flows, spiciest music
Mans keepin' it real, you know how it is
It's Big Baller B, Spicy
All I wanna do is come through
Play some tunes by the lagoon
Sit in bamboo chairs
Watch the sun and the moon
But I`m the man who they run too
When
gotta speak the truth man
Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and
Planted on the ground, the act is so together
Bona fide strong, you need
cyaan beat yuh
Man a beata tell dem fi splirta
Gwan like a creapa an like a jerka
And, if yuh ready fi go find anoda worka
I'll be down de street inna
Mi
dar beat dem go ear us a
for this music industry
leh leh leh mama Linkup man dey
for the mama do an on a low
we no send now a we dey veX now
leh
Incredible, forgettable, better blast, past, to move the mind
Many men were eradicated by music minds
Open ya eyes and take ya time to visualize
And once ya
young man
An me will surely give di remedy
One by one
Born Jamericans is di crew
From the streets of Washington
Where nuff people smoke crack
man, I finally feel real grown
Look, I made it to the top by myself and now I need a home
Man, I can't ever go back to them days when y'all just hated
from my fathering gaze
RAOUL: Once again she returns
Wildly my mind beats against you
You resist!
Yet your soul obeys
Yet my soul obeys
To my girls who went crazy, my n- who made them
Bump it real loud 'til it comes on again
Cause this is Mt. Vernon music
Fueled by the night so the pimps
you know i am the man of the year
and my music e de blow everywhere
see the girls them de dance every
Lagos to London we de buss everywhere
Dont you
shows peep the recital
(Skills) Now, you feel it when we drop those
Hot beats stop phoes killin shit we got those
(Skills) It's, the music that
story
Me I no de look for man Yawa
Me I no de look for person trouble
Me I no de look for man yawa
Everyday I pray
Make My chi Bless me oo
Everything
off
People say I'm hard as Hennessy
And you soda soft
Man I'm talking to my enemies
And I'm sorta saw
But I treat my music like it's a craft
You
man
I went to the bank to cash my check
I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows, they pimp us
Youtubecom timWestwoodTV
Yo, it's TimWestwoodTV up at Capital Xtra
Got my man Juice WRLD in the building
It's time to shut down the city again
Last
J5 Blackalicious (Blackalicious, Blackalicious, Blackalicious)
Yo
We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music
the beat is given by the drummer
cnd the guitars are gonna play together
cnd make that sound, high and low
The bass shakes the ground under my feet
cnd all
may believe, this man, this thing
Come to me, Angel of Music (is not your father)
Let her go, for God's sake, let her go
Christine!
Oh, Raoul!
Hope you know life is a game so my gee play by the rules
No hate another man just because you no de win
Life no be for the weak my nigga pass me the lean
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