Lyrics:
on to you
But you're slippery like the gasoline
And you feel like fire
And I'm out on a limb
I'm giving in
I'm selling out to the pay, to the show
So what if it took a little time to find the perfect rhymes
The right flow
The right lines
Life can be so crazy at times
You're on a slippery slope
But
and groovin', provin', soothin' at your leisure
I don't sing or yell
But my rhymes reach out and touch more people than ma bell
The brain of the Kane's so
along the way
First little fortune that I made I
Instantly lost on the stock market
The second I got cheated
By my business partners
It's only the third
the roads them so so slippery
N the snakes so slithery
N why is there so much political trickery
Devilish Adrenanitties' are putting my people through bare
Jiggaman made his first album at twenty six
I passed twenty five
I was seventeen getting rich
Ain't no way
I was gonna take what people sell me
Run
exams. She
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immediately told the lady that her dream was to help people by treating them as doctor.
When the lady heard this, she was really
The earth is shaking
Hearts are aching
And the world's on fire
People taking
Some are ageing
Surrounded by liars
Doors closing
Overdosing
Oceans
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
and sometimes it make you wonder
Where the hell a little broke sixteen got a five
He could ever even think about putting on the goddamn line
Inside he was dying
dawg gotta glow
But some stars shoot and some just don't
Wearing my golds on a slippery slope with alot of good kush cause I heavily smoke
Alot of
gnats. 18 But when the magicians tried to produce gnats by their secret arts, they could not.
Since the gnats were on people and animals everywhere,
3. Moses
little
Doja in the regime, you little faggot, man
Diplomat Records, man that’s what’s up
You hear me? And I ain’t
Famous, man all the famous people
Know
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
family ties and mobb ties and frat too
Big brother little sister know I love the youth
You think I'm kidding
Bring the money what the addy ima send it
Tell
Number 3 went by there, as I cross the track... (voom)...
4 went by there, well I...(voom)
I'm having a little trouble getting across the...(voom)...track.
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Interlude 5 lyrics: Lauryn Hill MTV Unplugged 2.0
You all doin' alright? You ok? I'm not screamin at ya, I'm just askin you a question. y'all givin'
shirts and minutes
That he can't get back
It isn't just gorillas in a camera trap
It triggers the history pack a little
Aftermath in every image look
I
a fucking hand in these millions
They know when I'm in and out the spot I'm the real me
Fly my little shordi out to Vegas in an instant
Killing all the time
invest on
I need a little more comfort
Life will keep bringing that stress so
I will keep counting my blessings
And pray to god these niggas hate from
Shits getting slippery
Sick of no one picking me,
I bet you're getting sick ah me,
But I'm a big boss
Ain't no muddah fukkin little g
You know I got
time to shoot up some houses girl
It's all about Webbie 2007 I'm out
And I'm too little to hit and I'm too big to forget
And I'm too slippery
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