Lyrics:
before
You start your real service"
I roll my eyes, three months of slave labour
Mum elbows me and points to the stage
"Focus" councillor Corrumpere
At this point the bar that I'm writing is
Much truer than Tiger is
I done twelve tracks went back signed for it
Got three more songs that I tried
it too
Point 2
Niggas greedy and they never feed their crew
Point 3
Niggas cower to these crackers like some hoes
But always talkin bout what they-a
Do
Lace up your boots
I'm here to diminish you
Back to your roots
Your all boys fraternity
Your three piece suits
Our time is now
We're taking your loot
For you to go to against the grain is too risky and dangerous
And ain't no need to proving points that to close to explaining
For you to go
hating you . No
You point me a finger 3 back to you
Never wish I fail think that is good
If you a way just pull me through, Yeah Eai
CHORUS
Coz - you do
I'm a hustling mother fucker
Three point shit yeah let's get it
Strictly bout hustle time to cut off all these bitches
Time to buy plenty bags then
back
My grandma
She grew up in Hungary
And I don't think
She was that poor
But at some point
The war started
And they sent her to
Auschwitz
And she
point and shoot (ooh) (Alright Alright)
Say a prayer for me and ima throw a prayer for you (ooh) (yea)
Cause Jesus coming back but til then you know what
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
They see what we got, wanna paralyze it!
Knowing that we are never gonna like it
Winning, got a due pay for a jacket
If it's BBK then I back it
Paid for,
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
If your man get personal, want you to have your fun
Best come on back to Friars Point1, mama,
thought, by gosh… that was it. It was just love at first sight.
Narrator:
Not long after Alex and Tarcisia met, her family were able to move back into
Yo, you gots the joint?
Nah, I got the joint
Yo, who's got the joint?
We all got the joint
We all on point, we all on point
Yo, you gots the Joint?
gonna miss the buss
This time
No return
So there'll be no turning back
Once I know that
You'll be by my side
No return
Maybe you'll give me all
have it
Yuh nah haffi ask wah tuck
Yuh kno wi have it
Love mi three points
So you kno seh
Wi have it
Mad dawg
Anyting wi talk bout
Wi have it
The four
When the phone loses service, I'll be back in town with heat
My old plug out in Maryland, got caught up with heroin
control by at the four-point
Seven point three billion humans
Seven point four billion humans
The rain falls like troops
Like troops the rain falls
Open your coat in it, shiver
I was talking to my brother the other day right
And he ask me like
You just came home how you get back in your bag so quick
I'm like you know
Ain't
Point, flex,
point, flex,
one by one!
Point, flex,
point, flex,
one by one!
I am beautiful.
Stretch your back.
I am beautiful.
Stretch your back
you can do)
(You can do anything, anything you can do)
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
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