Lyrics:
so smart that I'm
Gonna win a Guggenheim,
For good advice
(One more time!)
Benjamin Franklin was a charming old man,
He was always flying his
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see
so divine you can even imagine a author got a prices/ they won't think twice/they going threw the ages like the ices by the wages of sin/ as a dolphins keep
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
know he wanted more in his stack
You see the devil was greedy
And he needed more people
To heed to his name and
Start leavin' the steeples
'Cause he is
'Cause I know that he'll be coming home
You better give up or you'll never win
You better give up hanging on to him
Can't you see
Oh no you're just
can not win him at all..
Hey, his father is just a labour..
Also, he works under your father..
And you've lost to him ??
I don't know what to do..
No
Kells, we not playing
Losers lose, so when we does what we do, we win
And win again, like deja vu
Then we win again, like M.J. do
Three-peat, then we
Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move
[Chorus 2x: R. Kelly]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them
you really gonna win
One shot, one shot, one shot, take it
It's one shot only, is you really gonna win
Quick to take that one shot then he went and hid
It’s been a while so his feelings coming back again (back again)
He talk sweet to you then you let him back again (back again)
[Bridge]
He only here for
move
But I'm glad that he through with his dime, yeah
I'm back goin' hard again, I'm shuttin' down my heart again
No one can't get next to me, so
Jeff scratching)
That's how I like it, uh
That's how I like it
See now a lot of other DJ's came out tryin to do what Jeff started, right
But Jeff is
surrounded by killers
I'm with my crew
And they all see what I do
Yeah I'm constantly known as a ripper
I'm in my bag
And I'm well known as a tipper
I'm always
when God said lift up the cobra
Now you're healed just so His will
Can be seen by all who behold ya (yeah, yeah)
Slave to none, not one to fear,
He's
hard liquor, and see people are books
So you judge a motherfucka by the first page
And a bitch by the back cover
Did the crime with long-sleeves, so
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
Waking up's getting difficult
Everybody's so typical
An average day is a miracle
I'm all by myself, individual
Everyday's been feeling the same
With
twins treat
Each day is different, like a dice game
Some days you win, most crap the same
He see the light, gotta get some gas
Forget the Day, City Limit
the swag 'cause he got the money bag
Then you see me standing right 'cause I’m about to take flight
'Cause the moon is on my radar screen
I’m going so far if
that's all for today
The therapist says that I should
Probably take a break
He rolls the sleeve back to see
The time that he should write
But this is my
to me that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just like them (The rims that is)
Thank God
to me that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just like them (The rims that is)
Thank God
Life is full of choices and you gotta choose
Some people gotta win people gotta lose
Busy watching me while they watching you
Cuz people gotta do
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