Lyrics:
Murder, cash, cars, hoes
Fast life as usual is all that we know
He has risen, started from a GO prism
(hooptys)
It was hard for me to see my vision
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
almost over by now
I remember how it used to be
Those times I had are just history
The sun is rising with all it's beauty
And it's FiveAM and the party's
what the black person can
This poem is not an invitation to a pity party
And it's not to put down other ethnicities
No this poem is for those whose skin
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.
Where there's a music should be comin' out of every car
There is a silence all over downtown
Where community celebrations shall be aroused
I walk
birds kissing
I'm sick of all this money somebody call a physician in
The American dream I'm with niggas is visioning
You clowns ain't making it rain
What you're about to witness
Is one of the best collaborations of all time
Kansas City's
Humboldt County's
Show 'em we are what we are (hey yo!)
Regardless, I'll be here bringin' it heartless
Ruthless, to the death I'll stand for the truth yes
My God given talent is all that I can do best
Keep
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
the path of the ah-mar-ee-con
The American, saying we're great is arrogant
Me and CRASH Speak our elders remember the era when
Clean water held on reserve
if had to do over,
Group
They would do again!
1- Uh huh
2 - That’s for damn sure
V38 Woman 1
In this final act, when all is said
V38B Woman 3
sposed ta be un-destructable, but what you got ripenin' down dere be puttin' us all to de test! yow!
The evil prince tap-dances over to thing-fish, harry
birds kissing
I'm sick of all this money somebody call a physician in
The American dream I'm with niggas is visioning
You clowns ain't making it rain
down
who
and the beat goes down
and the beat goes down
(your party is over)
and the beat goes down
and the beat goes down
who
(over)
and the beat goes
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
Yow yow
Can you smell that
Yow
Yow
Positive Rapper
It smells' like a party in Here
Alright
Clap your hands shake your body in here
All night
Gospel
I need
Watch me Lift off, I live by an Apollo Creed
I'm all in I promise you there's no stopping me
I'm the American Dream call me Apollo Creed
I was
This the place the party in the middle of the night
There was only one fight and the cops came twice
But they left no arrests so it's all right
Back
know that indeed Allāh is Powerful over all things, and that indeed Allāh encompasses all things in His Knowledge
O Allāh! I seek Your protection from
or hennessy. My plate feeling heavy,
Yet.
I can’t seem to find an explanation.The road seemed clear now I walk with trepidation. Truth is that it’s all just
like yeah
I memorized all the enemy spies
I've got to neutralize today
Yeah, it's a party in the CIA
Yeah, it's a party in the CIA
I've done
Lyrics:
1. Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News
Life is too beautiful
To kill the innocent
All of us too blessed just
For a chance to live
Each moment we laugh
And fall in love
It makes it all
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