Lyrics:
where a check be
I ain’t even finish school
How dare a nigga test me?
I be cool with that tool, act a fool with that XD
Fuck a competition I’ve been
how going public got me secluded in privacy
That's key to what's driving me
Donell Jones
Where I wanna be
Honestly
So if there's some beef it's yours
on ya
I might be wrong I don’t know,
But Diana baby sure know
How to put on a show,
You probably warm in the inside but is that heart cold,
Or is it
make sure they feel the pain
It's mighty strange how your peephole is my fuckin gauge
Catch you in concert and then wipe you off the fuckin stage
I
the pain
It's mighty strange how your peephole is my f***in gauge
Catch you in concert and then wipe you off the f***in stage
I feel a ghetto rage let's
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
Walking through the streets and it feeling like nothing less
Happy days come and go but I stay hoping for best
Now I wonder how I wrote this and still feel
how it feels
I'm trying to get my pockets
Filled up fat like uncle Phil
Uhh Uhh
I want the big house
On the hills
Even with the paparazzi
All up in my
Ready Uncle Paulie
Its about that time
How does it feel
Fugazi, Im Jay-Z, with acute A and the hyphon
Striking, the pen is likend to lighting when I
step I take hurts like the last
And every flood feels like it's
Flashing past my eyes
Through hard goodbyes
Heartfelt hellos
Hell froze that night
And I
don't wanna feel it
Fuck
The pot moving from the steam
That's Residual Heat
Impressive lyrics and beat
What you waiting for
Move ya feet
The pot move from
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
everyday)
You know how we play
(It's like zipahdee-dipahdee-doo)
Who?
[Proof]
Power robber double-oh father
Fatherin' arthur of not to bother
With niggas
really mean
Meaning that the karama ain't going for me I'm pretty beat
Woke up with a scream, mom and dad goin at it again
Wish it was a dream, pour
Out that 318 it's another one of them country bunkens
Tryna make a name for his self
Don't interrupt him, he writing...
Don't interrupt him, be
wanna test the mental, the truth is
Naughty by Nature makes that feel good music
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
Let's move on to another delicate
Subject: disarmament how do you
Feel about the necessity and
Possibility of achieving it?
Well, that's like apple pie
be tighter than that Arthur fist
Fuck with me and you getting the horns
I been keeping it deep down since the day I was born
A warning for you good
like that in a theater before! how 'bout you, rhonda?
Rhonda:
You're a worm, harry. drop dead. god, you're disgusting! don't touch me! yuck! what is
Gang off that drank
Let it bang
Leave that bitch
Gang off that drank
Let it bang
Conditions
Grew up a menace
You know my aim is tremendous
Pull up
a broken emo savant
Meaning I don't even have to try, I'm always alone
I can feel their hate, resting deep in of my Bones
Denial by them stabs my heart, like
you know how talkin'
On a Sprint feel 40 bang on him
I give him that Shawn Kemp feel
How the dog house in ya backyard got a
Backyard and you strugglin'
co-log- nuh directly into de duo-deenum of de unsuspecting victim! now he gone see if he immune to it by e
A dab hisseff!
(singing)
Flies all green an'
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