Lyrics:
infidel has come With satellite bravado and infra-red texture
Beyond these days in time to come Whose fate is it to measure
Upon these sands such damage
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
to represent me (say what?)
President Barack Obama he represents me
Whose world is this?
(The world is yours, the world is yours)
It's mine, it's mine,
destruct
You say that it's out of love
I do what you want
Is this what you want?
Tell me whose life am I living?
Tell me whose?
Am I barely even breathing
the door: a guided tour; what we came here for
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but are undone by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start
off temptation
Lately feeling like the moonwalk, a smooth sensation
Feel like Riley off the boondocks, got dedication
When yo time is coming just make
I'll get it!
Hey
Hi
...Hey
I'm delivering the paper. Do you get the paper?
Yeah, I do
It's that one there, with the letter R
Oh, R for-
Riley. I'm
Ohhh yayaya
Ohhh yayaya ahh parmesan
Fakung I cheese faki cheese Riley
I get a cheese by a pound ain't talking parmesan ain't got no money
But she
It's time to take you to the other side
The side you gotta watch your A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit
I'm not a star, well
crowd
My life is on a flight that's goin' down
My mother had an abortion for the wrong child
Well, the time I felt love that's gone now
Been replaced by
enough is never Enough running out of luck
When it gets tough through the days Remember it's just a phase
Left with regret in yo head
Thinking bout yo old
right to the sky, you a floatin' blimp
My 40 keep it right there by my side why I walk with limp
He askin' me to match, I pulled up and he rolled a skimp
Came into the game as a youngie
Nkcora took me in, went away from the 90...gawd
SMPVE went beyond
Golden Butcher Block, grabbed the bull by
Haha Y'all niggas know what the fuck it is man I'm in this bitch with motherfucking gorillas
Stop playing Fr
Aye shout out TOB
Aye
track of time shit must've been faded (Yeah)
Losing my mind fuck it I'm not complaining (Yeah)
She so devine know what she been craving
Mind of melvin
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
gon make it to the top
Thats for Derrick we gon grind
Holup stop
Pulup wit a stock
Hoe my name is Jay K
Bitch i been thru alot
Im always on edge
Maybe
steady callin hope you kno you left me by myself
Phil I kno you see me callin hope you kno you left me by myself
Melvin I jus been callin hope you kno you
just not in the mood
Cuz my time is up
And it's time to choose
Whose side are you on?
The line has been drawn
This chess, you a pawn
Act out or conform
to the third degree
I keep it G, damn G you owe us three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say 'What it is'
You scream 'What it ain't'
(Battle zone, Goodie)
Man 3: It is a valuable balm.
Mandy: A balm, what are you giving him a balm for? It might
bite him.
Wise Man 3: What?
Mandy:
Written by keith andes, melvin edmonds and kevon edmonds
Lead vocals: melvin edmonds, kevon edmonds
Hey lady, yes I've been watching you with your
With Me, whose gonna Ride With Me (I want to know)
I can take you where you want to be, you just gotta roll with me (just stick in it for me)
Is you
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