Lyrics:
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
From Stegosaurus Age, there was a Club that controlled us in our souls, mm
They keep us in line tell us to do all the time
And they hold us by our
[GZA]
Bobby said, "Fuck spendin 50 on a whip, buy a clip"
Mental flip, got a thousand tracks thought on a chip
Said he had mad toys to make noise
Tryna be grateful and humble
Bands coming in by the bundle
Everyone go through a struggle
I put in my pain and I'm making it double
Designer
count the ways but girls don't shove me
One by one you can come and caress me
Undress and molest me but you can't posess me
Because I love a young lady
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
100's on my mind why is 100's on my mind
Thinking how Bobby get em buying every time
Is the hype to some to others it something
They can say I got it
to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, "Well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin' like Michael"
Its
that's over stood
Over stood
And I know you gone Love me 2 the End like I know you would
Like I know you would
But I know times we don't see eye to eye
Christian loubs these bloody shoes
Walk him down stand over you (Bop bop)
Too many shots he won't pull through
Closed caskets funerals
He keep talking about
hustling with God's
Dimensions over levels
This is deeper than music
This is hip hop
Take it or leave it
I got'ta have It by any means necessary
My salary
a session with your order on me
Fuck it
Life is war games
Reminiscing by myself, high
Over sake and lo mein
Had these fiends jumping like Soul Train
My past
FORD F 1-5-0 - TAKIN UP 10 SPACES IN THE BACK ROW BILLY'S BRINGIN BOBBY BOBBY'S BRINGIN BO FOUR HOURS EARLY FOR THE BIG SHOW IGLOO COOLERS
and swinging doors
Fast boats, gun action, four by fours
And girls that love boys like us
I thought, bust that bud light bottle over Bobby's head
It was
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress laying up there on the back
While the water washed our
By jim carroll
We should have left at once
We should have never stayed
Now they have drawn the line
Now there is a barricade
Now there's a barricade
Uh, Two Step with me
Yeah, Two Step with me
C'mon, Two Step with me
Grab me by the hand, two step with me
Remember we were dancing in September?
wasn't planning to change
I wasn't planning to stay I was chillin on Petes couch
Im always losing track of time over at Pete's house cuz Pete packs dimes
a joke but it's not that funny, cheated
Our correspondent made to wait in the lobby
Torn to pieces by three have a go bobbies
Young swimmers in these
overspeed like Ricky bobby,
Really i’m biggie straight trapped in a skinny body,
If you got a brain you betting me over anybody,
Never too worried bout
done
PRECHORUS 1:
Johnny eyes the pitch, the bat cracks hard
Over the wall, and he goes yard
The people in the stands watch it fly by
It’s a walk-off
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