Lyrics:
[R. Kelly - talking (continues behind Chorus)]
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in the club
it around the corner but me not breathin is a pound of blogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin to get right in my mind brian
'cause one day I'm gonna see
of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids, two hits
of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?
Ecstasy is the worst drug in the world
If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it
Kids, two hits
quest
From hustlin' 24-7 to makin' niggas get undressed
The mobster in me got me obsessed
With lucci and success, so I can care less
If I gotta be
Don't stop keep it goin' now come on
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ
the words
And it's fine if you sign, man, it's each to their own
But these clones need to know that I'm different from the world
Don't compare me to them,
Okay, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker,
the rep, we keep the flows in check
You don't see us, but we see you
You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's
'Cause you will get crept, wit' no
Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake
It may
still none
And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
(2nd verse)
thangs, we be bout 'em
Bubble, bubble, bubbles is in the bathtub
Makin' you stutter from the b-body butters and backrubs
It's killin' me thinkin about
but the bitch is all the same
She got me takin' pics so she can leak all of the frames
Nothin' but me in this cold world
Compare us, but we both know
like a phone in
A theater and make you silent
Queen Eva will defeat ya by depleting
You energy, so back up, dog
Ryan the Conjurer will abolish
You
look funny, but, yo, I'm makin' money, see
So, yo, world I hope you're ready for me
Now gather 'round, I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid
see or feel
Exactly
Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
Yeah, we done promotin'
We come for
and supply the raw
I put my smash down from N.Y. to Chi-Town
INC Murder spittin in rounds
You don't wanna her how it sounds, When we cock them flames
It's
Nas, I stay on my job
Try to pray to keep my heart from going harm
And I ain't perfect
You know that from old me
My life is real even when I’m in
hopeless from the start
They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
I travelled
hopeless from the start
They couldn't tell me nothin, they all tried to help to help me
The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
I travelled
[R. Kelly - talking] (*continues behind Chorus*)
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in
We got the real live shit from front to back (ayo, can y'all hear me out there?)
To my niggas in the world, where the fuck you at? (Ayo, turn me up,
And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers
a artist we bosses, the ones that fund c.d.'s
All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if niggaz wanna be Steve
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