Lyrics:
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
now in that His hand
And there upon that Christmas scene
The candle wax of melted dreams
And the years they had taken
And there's that snow
High key, I don't give a fuck if you like me
First off
Pressure goin' up like jet fuel
Burnin the wax at both ends
I was in the black like "Guess
figures
Black out on wax niggas
That say what they say
Break
Im not a house nigga
A couch nigga
A field nigga
One man army
Im me nigga
I had a couple cool
I had to put this shit on wax
Nurture my craft
Honor the past
Herenow
Nothin to fear now
I had to put this shit on wax
Nurture my craft
Honor
mask off take everything front and blow his back off.
Studied in Mr. Miyagi's backyard. I'm talking wax on, wax off a hundred or better on the dashboard.
uhhhhhh!
By night long, go put something tight on!
I wax off
I wax on i beat that shit like Tyson!
Let's Go! Now everybody jump around!
(And put your hands
a little somethin like this
From the heart of West Philly
Came my man named Jazz
With mucho pizzaz and a razzmatazz
He slice the wax, cut forward, cut back
my wishes to the stars
And pray we make it far
Do I Stay?
Or go and find the world for which I've prayed
Afraid my wings are made of wax and melt away
Kruszę w dłoni stuff w majtkach mam go więcej
Później jaram drogi wax na specjalnym sprzęcie
Dla ciebie drogi szmat to dla mnie bieg na setkę
Mam
you
Somebody gone discover this
Do right keep my covenant
Watch who you running with
Cause they a relay intel on y'all
Four by one to the government
I
Lola
I, said, yo Lola, swolla
Suave bola, Ayatollah
Saudi Arabia, Coca-Cola
My Rolex watch is ran by solar
Get down, peep my mic technique
Let's
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
A vengeful angel flies around the sun, dripping his wax down on those that watch.
The feathers fall next, they're dancing around.
Such a graceful
Let's Make a Deal at the dinner table
Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!")
Sign your life on the X
You eXit, X-off, but what you
(ya)
Is the Jungle Brothers (yeah)
On a black piece of wax (yeah)
My name is Mike G (uh huh)
On the mix is Sammy B
First in line to kick the rhyme,
like this could even make the devil commit suicide
hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's
Haloes were
them bafflin' acts
Of mysterious stab-in-the-backs who dabble in wax
Stealin' my art when I sculpt it
The culprit that stole shit'll end up with his
Always this smile, so open
Turns me into honey wax
Only when it's you
I can be as soft as that
Always this smile, so open
Like a sudden summer
our attention
It’s all by they design
Such a vicious cycle
People will do anything
To say they viral
These times are frightful
Prayer is vital
This is
in
Sing before I wax a bit
I make this shit by accident
If I step to the booth like a baseball pitch
And I miss, never see me with the face all twist
and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo--I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump
I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of Dental Floss Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By
Then just let me do it now
Keep my feet on the ground
Keep my head in the clouds
Electrified by the sound
It comes from the down, and
Lightning
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