Lyrics:
a two step for any time you had to struggle
Hit a two step for any time you had to hustle
Hit a two step when you thought you couldn’t get by
Go and live
Funkadelic I'ma always keep it groovy
From KY to Hollywood my niggas up in movies
Posted by the ocean all my pictures be in motion
Catch me when you can I'm
OK this is August 26th 2004 we’re gonna try
And go through this in one live take
The Complete History of the Development
Of Punk on New
York's Lower
Yeah
Woah
Ugh
Your time is coming too
Your time is coming to
Death it will consume
Death it will consume you
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah you cant outrun
Chorus:Master P
Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me
I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X)
Verse 1:Master P
I live my life as a thug, roll
the rise and fall
And the five senses, four limbs, one head
Five percenters say arm, leg, leg, Mass is/masses mislead
By belief, because without knowledge
hit me by surprise when John had overdosed and died
I didn't know he fought addiction fuck that's crazy RIP
I know you're barely hanging on
And lately
hit me by surprise when John had overdosed and died
I didn't know he fought addiction fuck that's crazy RIP
I know you're barely hanging on
And lately
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
minute
We still in the game
Shooting threes by the threes
Crossing over your lane
Kendrick said we’d be alright
I’m making the change
I spent some time in
masters own your whole life
We've taken over
Get out of the way, this is our world
Not some shinny white cue ball
Propelled by some outside force
To run
knowledge is power than its time to attack
For Thats is something we don't lack
Master of none useless and dumb
His Only friend is a gun
Run away or start
and the master,
What you looking for?
You the question and the answer.
We trust no black leaders,
Use the stove to heat us,
Powder eggs and government
She she, she, she
From her slave days to modern times
Degraded and sexually abused by her slave master
Ill-treated and misunderstood by her husband,
of Torment
From They Who Hath Burnt in Flames
From Words of Power Uttered By the
Darkness Itself
Hail To He in The Pit
Who Is Strong
Even Before
agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn't tell her what my
down
This is dedicated to the Poll crush
If it wasn't for yo, then wouldn't be us
This is dedicated to your TFO
Grand Master flash and burned slow
prison ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for?
All I know now is to get out and go for
cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches
Grand master of the Sabbath, John Fane
Told his coven gathered: “Kill King James”
Wax a figure of his image & wrap it in his clothing
Burn it
got was hard times
Hunger and nakedness, from the snake that hissed
Beaten and killed by the ones
who say, "Look to the sky for your piece
end now?
Such a fragile world
Is about to meet its demise
Eaten by human mould
But the agent's answer was "No!
I'm not a traitor anymore
The time has
hear is crickets
Thank god, cause my broke ass ain't got money for another ticket
This week's been written by Lemony Snicket
Unfortunate events is what
a lot
Ask her what's her name
She say it's Maserati
Her name is Maserati
Say her name is Maserati
Her name is Maserati
Say her name is Maserati
Her name
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