Lyrics:
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Verse 1
Enjoy while you can
Old heads still Boyz 2 Men
Chasing fiends dreams
Pushing 90's Benz
The nigga in front of the mirror
I always
Can't find a way to leave the
Streets, from day to night
I kill my time off dubba-AA flexin’
Louie Bandz made another one d major, baby
Ooh, by
tremendous, it's in your best interest
I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish
Endless, move more then 2 inches
My blood'll boil like I got a big
won't just out rap yo ass
Turn Boyz II Men on bended knee
Who in here is competition
None of y'all can fuck with me
Chasing fame I'm Doctor Strange
of the Wu-Tang manual
Handles to keep this hip-hop shit tangible
Illegible, every egg ain't edible
My tracks remain Unforgettable
Like Ol' Nat Cole
Got to catch
He said real men aren't pimps, now peep this
I really hope you keep this, my thesis
In the banks of your memories not Jesus
But I still got a thing
playin' fore the clip spray 'em
And have his ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban
His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men
Hardbody nigga my whole shit
home by the summer
It's been raining so much it's been a bummer
She's a track star so she's a runner
Before you go here goes my number
Hit me up cause
why assassination of black men and women continue repeat
But this generation don't care 'bout no racist
They ready to die, eye for an eye
Two losses
and born without names.
Was it knock synch when
We came across three men,
They had church candles wrapped in newspaper.
I bought two from them,
am not the one to 2nd guess
You should invest in me
The Lord and Savior above
Saw the Best in Me
Marvin Sapping on these haters is the
Recipe
My
no consequences (nah)
End of the road, Boyz II Men shit
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't
of the road, Boyz II Men s***
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't discuss it (brr) on no Cricket
Play your
no consequences (nah)
End of the road, Boyz II Men shit
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't
End of the road, Boyz II Men s***
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't discuss it (brr) on no
a day in the life (of three black men)
It's just a day in the life (of three black men)
Day two, yo check this out
Every morning when I wake up,
feelin' manly and you say it's comin' in handy
Slidin' my claws from New York down by N. Virginia
Ticklin' you around Delaware before I enter
Total
on the track]
My name is Arthur Cook, I'm the Union superintendent,
Where I represent the interests of ye's all.
And I listen to you men as you talk about
in the grind
Cos one day go be my time
With grinding grinding
I must shine
Back then for my hood
Boyz can stab you take your phone and take
Tears won't get you anything, just a shiny red nose
Go on, paint up, powder up, put on your swellest clothes
Men, go and get 'em by the score, neglected
talk about leavin
I'm on bended knee like Boyz II Men
Every now and then I cooks, clean, candlelight
Then if I truly set the scene put on some shit by
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
yes my nigga
We all blessed my nigga, uh
And you ain't gotta she'd no tear
I'll be everywhere, and I'mma always be right here
I ain't forgot those
you feel so dumb, ain't it?
He in these streets, these niggas livin' 'by gunplay
And you already know what's gon' be the outcome, ain't it?
My mama
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