Lyrics:
into the cab|And then I settled down inside||He asked me if I seen a road|With so much dust and sand|I said listen bud I've travelled|Every road in this
to show for working
Since this mining has begun?
Just worn-out boots and worn-out miners
And your children growing pale
Keep your hand upon the dollar
Don’t rock the boat
Don’t you know I’m only 10 years old
Hey, I’m making waves
After summer camp I’m about to ace the 5th grade
Yeah, freestyles by
meat
Let's go
Hooray hooray, it's Leif Erikson day
And I be driving Rock Bottom can you tell me the way
I got Gary by my side, he's not much to say
and pickin' up tags off the flo'
Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall
On the corner with the Glock by the balls
Servin' up a jab
than this
Ad rock down with the ione
Listen to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like this like chachi and joanie
Because she's
than this
Ad rock down with the ione
Listen to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like this like chachi and joanie
Because she's
and using as a pelt
They toss me like a doll and put me on a shelf, ah!
I'm drowning in this air
It's got me by the throat
But I bloat, "I ain't scared"
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're
bigger than this
Ad rock down with the ione
Listen to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like this like chachi and joanie
Because
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
They ain't hot like us,
Fuck a hook ain't nobody gonna rock like us
You on the gram, aint on the block like us
Aye, homie got a glizzy, but won't pop
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
playing manhunt and ran
Up in your place
And until they build a case
They ain't gon' quit
And by the time you get touched
They'll be saying "This is it"
This is real talk
I'm a real Brooklyn nigga
This is real talk
I'm talking right by Linden P's
This is real talk
I used to rock Evisu jeans
That's
stop
On the turntables and ya don't stop
One and two uh and ya don't stop
Do your six step and ya don''t stop
About to rock upon the mic and ya don't
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
I'mma tell you, I'mma tell you this right now
If you, if you woke up this mornin', nigga you winnin' for real
I got a big amount, I took
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
listen for eternity
In moments as they pass
And see with spirit eyes
What others miss.
Upon this rock I'll build My kingdom
And on this rock forever
Watch me do my thing rock out ball out do my thing
Ima stay lit ima make sure yah get with it
I think this a hit watch it really start to swing
Watch
Spongebob and Patrick vs gumball and Darwin!
I'm ready! To flip this
Battle like a Krabby Patty
Was this fart of a cartoon created
By his flabby
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