Lyrics:
at the news like, "Damn I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And a "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his
]
But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your
the papers with a thousand jobs
And you're not good enough for any one of them jobs
Interviews with no callback
Ish don't stop
It's enough to break you up
better
wear your armor
Flame on!
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)
My dogs gon' stop; your dogs gon' drop
And then we go, shut'em down open up shop
First we
Could you imagine us in Disneyland
The sun is bright and we made some plans
We'd stop by a small shop or two
And I'd spend a small fortune on you
’m deceased
Listening before I speak
Shifting for a shift that don’t require me
High key likely
Copped a spot in yo morras next stop
When she done at the shop
bitchin' at the sign I ain't comin to a whole stop
Tell me what I'm pose to do
I can't fuck wit shorty can't get close to you, I
Wanna mean the most to you
or tails hoe
Tires worn out went to the tire shop told em flip
Those
Now we back on road nigga
I’ll wave but I can’t stop for them hoes money
Got
the dust stop
And I got gas like a truck stop
Hml if ever tryna you tryna shop
The devil hating Hope my luck stop
Hating on the gang Catch a buck shot
For my
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
'm on the top
I won't stop
Not talking car but her top gon' drop
Roll up the wood we smoking the crop
Big money go buy out the shop
Sipping the Wock concealing
(high)
May never get rich, but I never bitch
'Cause I made it here by and by
My, my, y'all
I coulda died, y'all
A couple times I took my eyes off
by this violence and harassed by these cops (Fuck 12)
Revolving cycles iss outdated but it don’t seem to stop
I’m in the field narrating preaching shit
Well we got to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from my pop
Dad used to drive a truck
them
And she hangs by her words to her life
She says
I swear I love my husband
I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done
traffic now
While others stop to figure out
Why the silence never seems to come around
Lovers in corner shops
See alleyways and parking lots
I’m still
Do you want a new toy?
I know where to shop!
Come and see the new toys
At Ricky's Toy Stop!
Do you want a bear, bear, bear?
It's in a chair, chair,
country speaking
I used to bang bone in my box
Then climb trees with
Janell before she stop breathing
Car wreck in dcin
Streets calling me back
I don't
I got nothing to lose, I'm going all out
The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you stepping into the night, right
Pigs
the earth like I was God
Spit what's real, I couldn't pass façade
Shop out my seal, since I was a mass informant
Inside my mother's abdomen, uh
Grip by
when the sun down
I don't do the runaround
Babygirl you in rottenlungz hometown
Ride by slidin, never hidin when we poppin out
Top of the tower,
My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
[Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The Lad]
going into shops
Pulling out glocks
Stealing all their stocks
Fast and Furious like The Rock
Committing more crimes
Everyone's so flattered by my rhymes
I
with me
And shorty stole my laptop and thought shit finna stop
Went to shop and copped another one, you hear what I dropped
Niggas got greedy then them
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