Lyrics:
of a master
Yo something in the street went, bang bang
Making it hard for you to do your thang thang
Something in the street went bang bang
Up in
No talent on the tune, you might as well suck it
How can you be so stupid?
Yo Serch, you know about that slum I'm speakin' on?
Word is bond
why you so selfish?
Slum Village, I know you can't help it
I know, I know but I can't be subtle
I just want peace but with you that's a struggle
I need
son
I'm the magnificent
Stay playin' where them bad bitches is
Dilla, Slum Village, macknickelous
People know my style nasty as black licorice
they'd do it somewhere else!
You got a village that needs assistance
Expertise and seasoned wisdom
Want to learn? Take a seat and listen
This bird is
broke
Only right to follow up on the that you quote yea
Time never on your side
Can’t let it pass you by
That’s self Sabotage
We the best collage
Can’t
like it when you say less and do more
Baby, we not vibin' if it's too forced
Tired of cryin', she done cried all her last cries
She been heartbroken
shit that's a stop watch (stop)
Stop boy, hot boy you are not boy (not boy)
Got it out the slums you did not boy (not boy)
Everything that you claim
you been writing for?
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Since I was four.
Interviewer: Do you do this sort of thing a lot, like, open-mic kinda
Excuse me you couldn't get it
Oops! Excuse me you couldn't get it
Oops! Excuse me you couldn't get it
Do the thing
Do the thing
Do the thing
Do
Excuse me you couldn't get it
Oops! Excuse me you couldn't get it
Oops! Excuse me you couldn't get it
Do the thing
Do the thing
Do the thing
Do
the slums
Of the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads, with the tongue
This is manslaughter, so what you want to do
Last year, you ran for the border
it pours now what u gon do?
Shit is getting hectic by making em wrong moves
Take a puff or two when your detective got no clue
On a real it's not
Enter the stage than kill the mic
I mean i do this with my soul
Had bad tardy who've been crushing
But don't want want me course am broke
Thy jus had
(Intro)
(Shaquille O' Neal)
This for all my brick city ballers
All the people from the slums and the villages
Slumvillage T.W.IsM. (Shaq)
I ride for my niggas cause they do the same
Not in my circle you know you can't claim
I know niggas in college
Know niggas who bang
But both of them
another baby
Just another baby
He's just another baby from the slums
And a king would not be born in a place like this
He'll do great things save
things wrong
It takes the class clown
And his whole crew
There's one idiot
In this village girl
And I don't think is you
Do better than your best
I make broke look good
More time I supply just tryna get by
You should never ask me why I smoke till my lips split
They always send me to try to stop
it, I'm rolling another one
Live life on the edge
Cause you will never know when your time gon' come
Different ambitions come straight out the slums
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
playin'")
("Direct from the Shaolin slum, here I come")
("Right now, I'm teaching school")
("There it is, you're fuckin' with pros and there it goes")
In the slums and the marsh of the muddy swamp
See in tow on your heart is a heavy rock
Sinking slow in the tar swallowed by the muck, yeah
This is
Village baby maybe I'm selfish
But I just wanna be the only girl you mess with
You got me thinking about cars and rings and the finer things
Oooh and your
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