Lyrics:
me ridin dirty
Try to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud I'm swaging
They hoping that they gone catch me ridin dirty
Try to catch me ridin
sliding through my DM so I play like arcade
Birthdays were the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirsty
On my biggie smalls shit
Spitting multiple
I'll meet you there to show I care
Spark it up, rewind, let it play like the first time
You know I need you
Turn it up and turn down the lights so we
The music game can lead to some pain
Highs and lows it can lead to some pain
Lows and highs, it can spark a change
It all depends on how you play
monument, for the audience
Tell my story hope you can relate
Can't let the spark, dissipate
Keep the focus
Never fade
4 years ago, back in Edmonton, waiting
pull away and let the sparks fly
Let the children have reason to laugh
Instead of needing to craft ways and passages to see their last days
(Sole):
expressions
Heal wounds and depression
The pain of separation
Is soothed by a song
With my steady hands, I play the piano
I close my eyes and the music takes me
intention
Carefully selected, Protected by Jah, not to mention
My Heart Feels It, Every Day
Let the Music Play
Our Hearts Feel It, In Every Way
Let the Music
Sparks fly when you and I are among friends
These violent delights have violent ends
They think they’re so tough (WHAT?)
Hell no…turn it up (YEAH!)…Let
and hit ‘em
I don’t wanna bleep this thing out
I don’t wanna say my rhymes so
It doesn’t hear you out
Play that again, say that again
‘cause the first time
And I would like to play a
Little tune I just composed not so long ago
Ms. Billie Holiday
Byrd?
The music called Jazz
It's roots are in the sounds
On the stage everybody hold it
Down let's get it Cass'
Listen i got a Calicoe
So right off top I'll have
You chumps runnin' out
The door like Brizz after
wardrobe is-it, now listen
(Chorus)
Make this money, take this money (Let's get it)
Ain't no way you can take this from me (Let's get it)
Ain't shit
I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
that gold and green, playing
Classical jams in the wind symphony, but the
Music of Wagner and the pieces by Copeland never
Moved me the same as play in
do it without their nasty support
The pain that hurt is the same pain that will spark up your life
So move along let it go and watch all tables’ turns
the music, please let her dance
Wink and a smile now she's dancing for me
All this attention yo what could this be?
Yo tell the DJ, play that again
Play
Got it all fucked never came from the mud
This real rap music yeah I use it as my drug
I'm not influenced by the money making bucks
It's been a long
to make good music and do good with the music
I won't be defined by your dreams
Committed to my goals, yeah
Got to do my own thing
Keep up the hustling
I
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.
And spark the rocket
Put the big dog in reverse
Commence to backin
Out the driveway
Cloudy music
Loud and knockin
While I'm blockin
(What you doin?)
I'm
a fucking show
And it blows like the cold wind
I was solo
No team when I'm rolling
The problem is nobody lets me in
Or so I think, or thought in my case
Well here it is its all for you
Move your lips and feel the groove
Cmon now let's drop the blues and crank the volume
So Turn the music up
I hope
the mic's in my hand, cause if I get that spark I'm quick to rip apart your plans. Yo Ant, let's keep this one accesible. Take the fruits that wanna test
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