Lyrics:
twenty miles apart
Doc is like bad weather reports by Al Rourke
If you're not from the tri-boro, story settled
I pack gaudy metal for those who act fool
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
[Scarface]
Yo Pop, let's jump in the fight game boy
[Scarface]
My nigga Bun B you know he down wit us
Short Dog and Doc down wit us
Eric be
you know you should
Oh and you make me feel good
What if I told you I love you?
I came over to your house every day to smoke weed
Promise to love you
certificateneed me
To talk slower?
I threatened wit’ you that beforebut it
Was somethin’ you glossed over
Got colder, tres to witness
E’s outrageous writtens
I
brought the flavour
Oh
Stop all ya wastin
Aint got time for patience
Oh
Yo Chance getting slimmer
Hope you squeezing thru the door
War of the words go
(And I brought)
(And I brought)
(And I brought, dreams)
(Dreams)
(Dreams)
(And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you)
(I love you)
(I
feel this
I'm on top and y'all under me
So when it's over if I ain't in the front, atleast I'm gonna be
(By your side)
I love you too much to loose
down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk faggot crab
[Scarface]
Yo Pop, let's jump in the fight game boy
[Scarface]
My nigga Bun B you know he down wit us
Short Dog and Doc down wit us
Eric be
wanna bat me up and ruin my night?
I coulda said no but I was bein polite
She tried to pull the I'm stayin over her house bit
Not tonight baby you gon' be
over each other
Then we're holding each other all over again
What kind of way to live is that?
What kind of...
Till death do us, part of me wants to die
shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want
Bitch I'm a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
Girl, I brought my love with me
You're no one I should give it to
Swear I give up all my rhyme, all my time
And no one else will do
I brought my
he'd mimic my walk and he'd mimic my talk
Like my shadow he just tagged me around
Even had to be checked every time I was checked by the navy doc over
believe us, even when we speak the truth
And they brought his shirt, stained with false blood
He said, No, but you have made up a tale, so for me patience
luc came back it came reality
Me and doc rocked shows and brought the house down
Then we made them O's and shopped them around
No one discovered us
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
told me that I'm weird (You're weird)
She said "Come over here" (Come over here)
She grabbed me by the beard
She told me shut my mouth (Shut your mouth)
Brown,
And find out what's really goin on in this town,
You could believe me, if you're so inclined,
Doc opens up the door and tries to read my mind,
I
wasn't cancer, but they call it Ollier's Disease
The nurse started calling my mom out her name
Like how dare you brought over a child on Medicaid
My Mom's
over again
I just want you to remember I’m a underground God you gotta be better than me Lil B*tch
Tie you like a knot
Brought a cake that I bought
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