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Speak, speak of freedom
Sing of amber, waves of grain With every line written and all I have given Music's been nothing more than a self-made prison I've taken inmate losses at the hands of this one My pen's been the poison to family and friendships Now is time to mend ***, time to bring closure to The clear conscience of Pusha is long overdue Thinking to myself what can I be owing you They only tell you great when they reminiscing over you Before I trouble T-boy, it's just a D-boy Let me play the role of a common on his B-boy Speaking my truth in rhyme no matter how bland it is A heavy heart lighting that's just what my ransom is All apologies, I bear the cross I wear the blame We in the same group but I don't share my brother's pain Not to confuse our sentiments are all the same I just don't feel nothing, I'm numb by the will to gain Same thing brought tears to innocence I turned away and didn't even flinch, yeah The music drove me crazy looked up and lost the first *** I ever wanted to have my babies Nowadays she can't even face me I'm sorry for the heartbreak I promised you forever my lady, Jodeci baby Pompus ***, just look what them jewels made me I'm only finding comfort in knowing you can't replace me What a thing to say but what am I to do? I'm role playing a conscious *** and true is true Cocaine aside all of the bloggers behoove My critics finally have a verse of mine to jerk off to I own you all Speak of freedom Sing of amber, waves of grain This is where the buck stop, here's where I draw the line I touched the hem, God's work is so divine I seen the error of my ways over time Never to return, Malicious had been refined Like wine, with time I get better Napa Valley vintage, my flow is fermented Now drink of me, as if I bought the bar Run to these words as if there's no tomorrow Never mind my car, careful what you wish for Behind every curtain the devil and his pitchfork Jealousy, I ask thee, what is this for? How was I to know I was happy being piss poor No whore, that's not love, we was *** I was in search of a chicken-head, you was clucking And I was lusting, we were both out of order I shoulda known better as I'm reminded of my daughter 'Am I My Brother's Keeper' or 'For Himself Every Man'? I have been your reaper, there's blood on my hands Accept me as your keeper, there's been a change of plans Careful what you speak of, I've come to understand, peace What else do you want from us, huh? What more can you ask (Speak, speak of freedom) We'll give you everything, we lost life, we lost love (Sing of amber, waves of grain) We lost family behind this *** This *** you call music, we call this *** life We gave you proof, they give you ***, we gave you truth Do I entertain you, ***? Well, dance then *** 'Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop 'Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop 'Til the casket drop, 'til the casket drop 'Til the casket drop, 'til the Lord say stop |
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| 2. |
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(Pharrell)
Mami, you miss me, don’t you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you? (Heh) You should call me uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand That new CL slide Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries (Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand (Pusha T) You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal Used to bag work in VA at Econo Lo Now I’m layin’ out at the Delino though But don’t get it twisted, the Uzi’s in the liner, no Hollow tip, dum-dums, and flesh like piranhas know Such a scary thing to hear the souls sing Geronimo Pull up in the CL, the ship’s astronomical Hoes linin’ up on the curb, they fall like dominoes Used to have this white bitch, she looked like Madonna though Heard that she fuckin’ LeBron, but shit, I don’t know Like that, Bron-Bron? I had that long time ago Butt-nekkid, on the balcony at the Dallino I mean the Delano, I mean Pharrell’ll know The head shop bitch from DC? Hey, P, let ‘em know (Yeah, that bitch was hot, nigga) But it was time to go Them hoes come in eeny, meeny, minie moe (Pharrell) Mami, you miss me, don’t you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you? (Heh) You should call me uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand That new CL slide Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries (Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand (Cam’ron) Why wouldn’t I be? Look at shorty (Daaamn) Uh, mami good down to the cuticles (I’m Caaaam) What’s your name, beautiful, like (Caaam) I could get used to your (Raaam) If you knew what I used to do But call me, I’m old, what, Uncle Cam? I tax (Like who?) Like Uncle Sam From the jungle fam, where niggas bundle grams Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble and (Aaaand) The gat on, the belt on the hip Clipse Popular Demand lyrics found on (Aaaand) I keep it fa’ rell with the clips (Clips) Drive a hard bargain (Bargain) I’m Harlem’s only God gorgon, car foreign Duh, the man st-st-stutter by I knew your moms well, tell your mother hi I’m the other guy that got your mother high Up like a caterpillar, I make butter fly (Pharrell) Mami, you miss me, don’t you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you? (Heh) You should call me uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand That new CL slide Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries (Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand (Malice) Cot damn, the boy’s back For pushing a mountain of Sno-Caps or avoiding the Kojak The pioneer of the coke rap I’m dancin’ with the stars, steppin’ on blow, doin’ the toe-tap The dope return like I had it on LoJack It made its way home like a road map I fathered this If I misled any kid that’s fatherless That burden’s on my soul as long as I exist Generation lost, they sayin’ they can’t reach us The answer is the Lord, like Saturday Night Fever I kept it in the crib, it made me a light sleeper Whether watchin’ for the Feds or avoiding the Grim Reaper Way deeper than rap Money and hoes, it’s deeper than that Fight the temptation, but it keep comin’ back Money stack to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense Who knew those commas meant you could lose your common sense? Before it’s too late, all I can tell ‘em is repent (Pharrell) Mami, you miss me, don’t you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you? (Heh) You should call me uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand That new CL slide Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries (Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I’m back by popular demand |
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[Intro] Til the casket drops 관이 떨어질 때까지 Third times a charm right? 세번째는 행운이 따르겠지 그치? Ha ha ha Come on! 이리 와! [Verse One: Pusha-T] I'm kinda like a big deal 난 어찌 보면 거물 It's +Unbelievable+ you see my +Warning+ gives you B.I.G. chills "믿기지도 않지" 내 "경고"는 너에게 "큰" (B.I.G.) 소름을 안겨 The flow runnin' on B.I.G.'s heels B.I.G.의 발꿈치에서 흐르는 플로우 My +Life After Death+, B.I.G. ain't get to see how this feels "죽음 이후의 인생", B.I.G.는 그것의 진짜 느낌을 알지 못했지 Third time's a charm baby 세번째는 행운이 따르지 베이비 After two classics another stripe up on my arm baby 두 개의 명반을 낸 후 또다른 경력을 추가해 It's a blessin' to blow a hundred thou in a recession 쉬면서 10만 달러씩, 아무런 생각 없이 쓸 수 있다는 건 With no second guessin, 참으로 축복이야 Ha ha we're ballin', drop tops we're floorin' 하하 우린 놀아, 컨버터블을 몰아 Champagne we're pourin' 샴페인을 따라 Re-up is the Gang and I'm all in Re-up이 나의 갱, 난 전부를 바쳐 To the powder & the flame I have fallin' 내가 떨어뜨린 화약 가루와 화염 Get money blow money is my callin' 돈을 벌었다가 날리는게 내 버릇 Yea! Watch a nigga burn through it 그래! 그 속으로 불에 타는 나를 봐 Life's a maze, you twist and you turn through it 삶은 미로야, 넌 그 속에서 몸을 비틀고 돌아서고 그렇지 The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it 가장 메마른 가뭄, 난 그 속에서 움직이며 돈을 벌었어 I'm set straight like a perm do it, Push! 난 파마하듯 항상 스트레이트야, 해보자고, 밀어! [Chorus] They whisperin' about us 그들이 우리에 관해 속삭여 I know you haters doubt us 너네들이 우릴 의심하는 건 알아 How you count our money we ain't even finish countin' 감히 우리 돈을 세다니, 우리도 아직 다 못 셌는걸 Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal... 미안하지만 이 말은 해야겠어, 난 어찌 보면 거물이지... [Verse Two: Kanye West] Ay yo I'm sittin' on top of the- Ay yo 난 저 위에- It's more than a feeling ain't it? 상상 그 이상의 기분이지 그치? I be killin' dame it, I'm illin' and I'm illin' - 난 여자들을 잡아먹어, 완전 죽이고 또 죽이지 Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular Eh eh eh Mr. 인기남을 만나보게 Go get your binoculars 가서 쌍안경을 가져와 And see Penthouse 3 where a nigga be 그리고 Penthouse 3로 올라와, 거기에 내가 있으니 Spittin' fire on the PJ in my PJ's 내 거리에선 PJ에 불을 뱉어 Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ 소방관(Fire Marshall)이 나보고 TJ처럼 내가 최대한도(Max)에 닿았대 Y'all ain't peep how I said Marshalls, replay 너네들 내가 Marshall이라고 한 거 놓쳤지, 리플레이해봐 I guess I'm like the Black Marshall meets Jay 아무래도 난 Black Marshall이 Jay를 만난 경우겠군 Meet Ye' alligator souffle, +Got It Made+ 네 악어 수플레를 봐, "다 요리했지" Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed Special Ed, 특수 학교의 여자한테서 서비스를 받았지 Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb class 알다시피 예쁜 여자들은 바보인 법이거든 But she got that dumb ass 하지만 그녀는 바보 같은 엉덩이를 가졌어 Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast 고등학교에 들어가자마자 빠르게도 임신했지 "What happen Tisha, your boyfriend cum fast?" "무슨 일이야 Tisha, 니 남자친구가 빨리 쌌어?" Turn around gimme pound like we folks 돌아서선 친근하게 툭툭 두드리더니 "Hell no I went raw dog, three strokes" "아니 그냥 콘돔 없이 했어, 세 번 왕복이었지" [Chorus] [Verse 3: Malice] Lights, cameras, action! 조명, 카메라, 액션! The chain itself is a damn distraction 목걸이 하나로도 꽤나 눈길을 끌지 You claim the belt, the glory I bask in 넌 벨트를 차지해, 난 영광 속에 휴식을 취하지 I be hoppin' the ring, niggas should cash in 난 링을 뛰어다녀, 모두들 돈을 던지길 It's like stoppin' a train, 마치 기차를 멈추는 것과 같아 Nigga think he's stoppin my reign 놈들은 내 지배를 멈출 수 있을거라 생각해 Talk slick while droppin' my name? 날 욕하면서 멋진 척하려고? I'm puttin' y'all to shame, diamonds in the little hand 너네들 모두 창피하게 만들어줄게, 작은 손에 쥐어진 다이아몬드 50 percent splits I X out the middle man 50 대 50으로 분배, 중개인은 그냥 제끼거든 A far cry from a stash in the rental van 렌트한 밴에서 울리는 외침 I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan 난 이 게토에 치과 보험이 필요한 이유 Ladies & gentle-man, introducin' 신사 숙녀 여러분, 소개하지 The C4S with the rims protrudin' 타이어가 튀어나온 C4S The roof vamoose, like a magic show 지붕은 날려버려, 마치 마술쇼처럼 Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw 투창을 날리듯 하늘을 바라보고 있어 Y'all twiddle your thumbs like the average Joe 너네들은 평범한 놈들처럼 엄지를 만져대지 But just as you reap, so shall you sow 하지만 원래 뿌린대로 거두는 법 [Chorus] |
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*** I'm major, that *** nothin'
Young *** old money 'Benjamin Button' Seein' through your 'Poker Face' that *** bluffin' Ladies goin' gaga for *** tryin' to *** 'em Nickel plate tuck it, hesitate nothin' And I got the A-R, why I like to bust it? Why I need counselin'? Why I won't discuss it? Why I spend Donkey Kong naughts in the mall like *** it? Pull up at the stop light, lookin' at this cop like Yeah, I drive big ***, naw my license ain't right Still let the top drop back when it's sunny 'Cause life ain't nothin' but *** and money I don't know what is but somethin' inside When you've got attention you just can't hide Comparin' these faces, inside of my mind I've seen the *** rest, it's time to shine I know this now, the good ones ride But I need that diss, I need that rhyme I'm stealin' your ***, I'm stealin' your rhyme This is sameness and that's why I'm Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Old school Chevy, wide body like a Phantom 5 stars love but them haters can stand 'em UK money, 150 thousand pounds All white lim sittin' low to the ground I just joined the game, the millionaire boys club Gave me box of bakin' soda and skate board I'm in the kitchen puttin' the work on steroids Pickin' out blands for the Feds, I'm paranoid Now I ain't playin', never how, I'm millionaire I know this for four doors, so how it ain't gonna sit in them Showin' off little momma, goin' hard little daddy Yo Gotti homeboy and I'm a walkin' dope pick I don't know what is but somethin' inside When you've got attention you just can't hide Comparin' these faces, inside of my mind I've seen the *** rest, it's time to shine I know this now, the good ones ride But I need that diss, I need that rhyme I'm stealin' your ***, I'm stealin' your rhyme This is sameness and that's why I'm Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy I'm from the era, of letter to the better They tell me rap change, well, I'ma have to let her Common loved her, I wish I never met her They *** her out, there's nothin' left to treasure Seems all I hear 'em say ***, where them dollars at? Here they go right here till 'em *** holla back Hit it then I quit it, then I step like a welcome mat That 2010 got me feelin' like I'm all of that Re-Up game trinity 'Liva, me and Pusha T Got my money right them haters tight like virginity They don't understand how I feed off that energy My table is prepared in the presence of my enemies I don't know what is but somethin' inside When you've got attention you just can't hide Comparin' these faces inside of my mind I've seen the *** rest, it's time to shine I know this now, the good ones ride But I need that diss, I need that rhyme I'm stealin' your ***, I'm stealin' your rhyme This is sameness and that's why I'm Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy Showin' out little momma, showin' out little daddy |
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You can find me in the streets, even in a drought
My mattress is full, why shouldn't I be out? Ay, buddy, I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good, what you see? Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good What you see? Looking good Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new Swimming through the streets, looking like I'm Shamu In that big body with the wet paint I got some pocket change from selling wet weight Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest Looking at my Blackberry, freak, hit me on the text Come and beat it up, I just need a minute You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes Niggas don't like you when you lookin' good Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood Brand new ride, niggas know the time Ho's cut they eyes, we call them samurais Fly as I could ever be A level of success that you could never see You jealous mayne, we in propellas mayne Think about it, ain't shit you could tell us mayne You can find me in the streets, even in a drought My mattress is full, why shouldn't I be out? Ay, buddy, I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good, what you see? Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good What you see? You can test it out ma, tell me what you see Order what you want, hell yeah it's on me Don't it tell ya I'm good? What that tell ya? I'm good What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good What you see? I'm looking good Crusin' on them 22s, got me sittin' pretty You should hear that engine purr, here kitty-kitty Ride through the city, everybody know me And the sun is out, it's like it's shinin' on me Shoutin' out the homies as I breeze by I'm on cloud 9, and I ain't even high Told my shawty I'll be back, and I ain't even lie Them VVS' be the best money can buy I see you flirtin' baby, them jeans is painted on her Mama looking right, and I don't even want her No need to take it personal, but that just how it be No disrespect to you, I'm just enjoying me Finally I'm free, all my dues paid Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it's Minute Maid And I'm lookin' good, and I'm feeling good Try and stop my shine, I wish a nigga would You can find me in the streets, even in a drought My mattress is full, why shouldn't I be out? Ay, buddy, I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good, what you see? Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch Pulling up my ride, hell yeah my rims match What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good What you see? You can test it out ma, tell me what you see Order what you want, hell yeah, it's on me Don't it tell ya I'm good? What that tell ya? I'm good What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good What you see? I'm looking good, I'm looking good I'm looking good, I'm looking good Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm looking good, I'm looking good I'm looking good, I'm looking good Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm looking good, I'm looking good I'm looking good, I'm looking good Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm looking good, I'm looking good I'm looking good, I'm looking good Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I wake up, wake up in the morning
'Cause them boys come knocking in the morning Then I have me girl go flush it in the toilet Them say did someone get murdered on the corner Them say did someone see me, seen someone get shot Them say they saw me there My *** they won't break me Man, I'll go crazy before they make me tell There was a murder by the corner house Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Them boys asking questions now No, no, no, no, no Now everybody seen it but don't nobody know What happened to the boy down the street a week ago Ain't nobody talking, they keep it on the low Don't open your mouth when they knocking at your do' 'Cause *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay These *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay Those who break the code we dig them hole What's worse than a street *** that sells his soul? Via the life we chose, we picked our roles Bad man stands and fall but never fold Gangster turn informer when the jig's up, your tool mix up, mix up Babylon boys get bodies left for pick up Blood puddle, gun muffle, guns couple Muzzle in mouth, we bring trouble Soon police come rush, whole family crushed All because them *** couldn't 'ush Shot box mouths with no covers Body 'pon body gets stacked one top the other Wish them hadn't to suffer There was a murder by the corner house Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Them boys asking questions now No, no, no, no, no Now everybody seen it but don't nobody know What happened to the boy down the street a week ago Ain't nobody talking, they keep it on the low Don't open your mouth when they knocking at your do' 'Cause *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay These *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay Nobody seen nothing, heard nothing, they ain't said a word Just chalk and yellow tape with blood 'pon them shirts Ashes to ashes, his body back to the earth That casket dropped six feet then throw upon it dirt Mum's the word, that's hustler's etiquette Ya rather hang yourself than turn state evidence Ever since I was young never talk to the folk Tongue small like a rudder yet steer the 'ole boat Loose lip the reason that ship no longer float Telling the Feds everything they wanna know That fatal blow took his very last breath The power of the tongue, is life and death, you feel me? There was a murder by the corner house Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Them boys asking questions now No, no, no, no, no Now everybody seen it but don't nobody know What happened to the boy down the street a week ago Ain't nobody talking, they keep it on the low Don't open your mouth when they knocking at your do' 'Cause *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay These *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay |
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(Chorus)
Hey doorman, tell 'em line up the Cris' I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch You niggas keep wavin' them wrists I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch Ye ain't got money like this I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch So scream it If ya ambition fit I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch Sing it niggas, lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this nigga (Verse 1) Every all star, every Cancun, every holiday South Beach in full bloom, thousand dollar suites White sheets, white rooms, I got a bright future neck like a full moon Buy what we want, spend what they want Young, rich, hot nigga, everything she wants Triple beams scales got me under deep spells Kiss my forehead, momma knows I mean well Cocaine bought me everything I ever had And I ain't neva been scared, that's been my very last 'Cause I can get it back, watch me get it back Last 2 o 10 bricks, shit I'm cookin' that (Chorus) (Verse 2) My life's too real to be a PSA The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day I cut it, than whip her like she Annie Mae Praise God, I escaped by his amazin' grace, nah neva was I savin' 'Face Some family ties aren't possible to break The almighty judge, only he can save me Don't cry for us now, just pray for our babies Mercedes 5, with the open roof, Miami hot rods and the ocean view The tell tale signs that expose the truth, Lil Willy Rat King this one's for you (Chorus) (Verse 3) We get it in a flash like paparazzi, cars, crib, everything big body Big charm, hangin' from my big chain Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain Pull up to the crib, bitch think she seein' thangs Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change (Verse 4) If the good die young, than the greats go to jail I miss my Tony, hope you snitches burn in Hell Kiss and tell, with sales on us ballers All because them two doors comin' with big spoilers All because them bitches is actin' like they jallers (?) And we don't count money, we weigh it like fish orders (Chorus) |
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[Clipse]
I keeps that dirty money, Im talkin fast cash, Im talkinn razor shaving, Im talkin duffle bags, Im talkin you can count it papi its all there. Im talkin hooking up that slumdog millionare, I like the fast girls, who like them fast cars, who rather sell it to ya than ask for more tomorrow, I know those YSL platforms aint coming cheap, and plus i like to show i gets it from the streets. [Keri Hilson] Dressed like i belong on TV Settle for less you know that wouldnt be me Hey now, all eyes on me, hey now,I skipped the line for free, hey now, its loud, how it got to be, so hey now, all eyes on me [Clipse] I see your name in lights, your face on the bigscreen, lets cruise drop the top, you deserve to be seen. Rockin those prada googles your my next top model, your style like jackie yo now just sit back and let em marvel. i know you see this paper i bet you count my cash. Countless trips to sex with her make ? bags, new kimora purse let that quench your thirst damn right those bitches here cause they just had it first [Keri Hilson] Dressed like i belong on TV Settle for less you know that wouldnt be me Hey now, all eyes on me, hey now,I skipped the line for free, hey now, its loud, how it got to be, so hey now, all eyes on me Jockin my swag, ill pop tags youll be borrowing, no drinks in here yall thirsty well be swallowing, dont matter where i go those haters be following, baby, so hey now [Clipse] I know what girls like, know whatchu looking for, those ? fittin right, you hyped them up some more. you pulled that hair back, stick that ass out for them boys to see, you damn near broke your hole from oozing trying to catch a g. Gucci, fendi , louis, your man dont do that do he. now take the stage the floor is yours comeon and make a movie, pump that camera mama, rip that runway baby, now pop that collar, see them dollars, see them dollar signs, why they hatin |
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| 3:18 |
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[Chorus:]
Yo... Look at that ass just bouncing Oh god I need counseling Images in my head steady hounding Oh god I need counseling You don't want to bring your chicks around me Oh god I need counseling How many chicks do I got I'm still counting Shhh man I need counseling Hey! I think I got a problem problem... And I need an open ear to try to solve 'em Having a hard time picking out my darling So until then I guess I juggle all 'em Nah I ain't gonna beg my pardon Cause I don't shop for none ya'll bitch in hardin B... Sippin on sweet as a Chardonnay I balls I don't bargain C I used to be all about the fat ass Then I find a cutie with a flat ass Good hair nice smile but a flat ass 2 outta 3 shit I couldn't let that pass Doc wat you gon' about this Cause I ain't got a clue about this I'm use to getting what, when I want where I want how I want Then them girls hollerwin "you ain't shit" [Chorus] So many chicks I can pick a favorite My shrink even say me behavior's sick The hips to how shawty lick a lips Just a few thoughts that come to mind as a reminisce Temptation always be my nemesis A few sips then take it back to my premises Innocence lost once again How could you be more than friends Baby don't be mad then back that the fun that we had The love we share is so cheap like a E-class You ain't alone I too am a sleaze bag I guess I need a celebrity rehab because Ain't no real chance to love, all my wrong doings forbid me to trust Oh God forgive me for lust don't let another heart get crush [Chorus] |
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I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion
I've been around the map now I'm on my victory lap, hey, hey See I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion While other *** crashing 'em, hey, I'm just steady mashin' 'em Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me They see I'm shining dog, you see these diamonds dog They say I'm shining so hard I like to blind 'em dog You got a problem dog, well, you can bring it on I got at least a hundred shots and you can get 'em all Hey, I did it, I really did it I'm like a poster child for *** that just get it, get it I'm supposed to smile for my *** who ain't here to live it I'm putting money on they books so they can ball in prison And feel the spirit of a boss, duel pipe exhaust All we know is the floss I'm cocaine castling throwing bombs to moss My *** keeps the newest and the latest A street nigga, she know I'm the greatest, hey, hey Hold up that Rosea, pourin' half the bottle out If you from where I'm from, you know where I'm flowin' out Overcame the odds, so we overdue them cars We done balled around the world, now we reaching for the stars Hey, hey I'm a champion, shorty I'm a champion I've been around the map now I'm on my victory lap, hey, hey See I'm a champion, shorty I'm a champion While other *** crashing 'em, hey I'm just steady mashin' 'em Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me If only I would have gotten what I had deserved Lord knows I would have been done left this earth Or either in somebody's jail rotten that's my word If not yourselves then you need to have them kids in church Mistook my work for selling crack You should have gotten more out of that than that My grandma would say you, boy you backwards as a hat Whether in a trap, NFL draft pick or rap Virginia is for hustlers, hustlers get it back I thought that life was a bad *** bad car Life is with your kids watching 'Madagascar' In the headrest of the H3 with crash bar Rockin' playclothes, everyday's a catwalk I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion I've been around the map now I'm on my victory lap, hey, hey See I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion While other *** crashing 'em, hey, I'm just steady mashin' 'em Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me Been there, done that, fell off, got back Real *** ***, only champions can talk that Earn my respect, *** hating 'cause they want that Been to hell and back, only champions can walk that Talk that put yo money where yo mouth is T off on the green, golf courses where the house is A long way from pumping out housing projects Investing in real estate weighing out my prospects I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion I've been around the map now I'm on my victory lap, hey, hey See I'm a champion, shorty, I'm a champion While other *** crashing 'em, hey, I'm just steady mashin' 'em Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me (Okay) Tell 'em what you told me |
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[Verse 1 - Pusha T]
Follow the leader exhaust pipes and breathers, The flash from the barrel turns bullies to believers, The time of the life make the bitches wanna keep ya, This is my reality want it well let me teach ya Follow my footsteps who tragically entriumph Through flows I give you mind comft Kilos consign dem, do as I say like simon And you too will diamond blind hun I'm on my DYLAAN dillinger, flow just killin ya Ya wonder why the real ain't feelin ya, ya fraudin I masoned ya'll martin?margedem? O's together since HOV was named rotten charles jordan YEAAH I kept em noddin, snorting, slobbin, barfin, then bought cars off em The realest rapper that unwrapped and docked em, if you can fit these shoes then walk em, I parked em [Chorus] It could've been a corner, but I had to save my SOOOOOUUUULLLL (save my soul) I'm out there chasing my dreams lookin for a place to GOOOOOOOO (place to go) Tryin to get up out the ghetto come follow with my footsteps ?Damn it maybe middle? then follow with my footsteps Cause if ya don't it might be daaaaaanger [Verse 2 - Malice] It's not for you to do as I do rather do as I say These footsteps could lead you astray, Lead you to the cell or lead you to a grave Either way you may never see the light of day Don't let my wrongs do you the right away To immilate my past escapin the lords grasp Told you the truth yet who was I to brag Especially seeing how?armani fines ain't hard to last I miss my homie but she's missing her dad It weighs on my conscious and I hate conscious rap Apart from that I wish to see you succeed So I speak to my people on the spirit of chuck d You behind the glass trust me and cut deep Then the words to every verse on it me in my sleep So now what you see is malice and contradiction People have hears hope you listenin come on [Chorus] [Verse 3 -Pusha T & Malice] [Pusha T] Follow me like twitter nigga you can check my timeline I'm the quiet one but my intellect is einstein I'm so ennerd by the shit that I've obterred Just lookin at you coons got a nigga lost for words Verge of insanity I'm at my crossroads Shame on the birds that led em like lost souls We got it wholesale we move it like coscos Mercy on the court left us standin here heartbroke [Malice] I tought you how to cut it, cook it on hot stoves I tought you how to share em, when fucking with hot hos Tought you how to rock right shit up on your toes I tought you how to smile for the camera when heartbroke I been the insipiration for all you industry dick tasters To you local dream chasers I am king bush I set the stage for all these people being hooked I weigh mountains while all them niggas just sayin hooks Ooh Ooh Ooh your momma's there Ooh Ooh Ooh your grandmomma's there Ooh Ooh Ooh your babysister's there [Chorus] |
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[Chorus]
Last night what I seen made my life change Made my life change, Made my life change, Made my life change, Made my life change, Made my life change, Yeyet yet yet I move on, Yeh yes I move on, Yeh yes I move on, Yeh yes I move on, (hear me out now) Where I'm from see us guy don't believe in luck I can't beleive what they doin to my nigga buck Facin time, 25 to life 25 the same thing as life Only chips is to fight or to forfiet Baby momma tryin to make the mortgage Daughters playin, tryna put cha back up in the portrait Uh it's like the tear never stop When u was home it's like the smiles never drop Collect calls with all the hopes of the best And hang up with a knot in my chest See see your cell is my hell My hell is our pain The hurt gon never stop until we see you home again And that's all we wanna see Maybe in a dream but not a memory Forget that hold your head man head man Last night what I seen made my life change [Chorus] I was retchid, pitful, poor, blind, and naked So much so I had left my family forsaken A troubled soul whose heart was often achin So much dough but my spirit ever so vacant Foul and fragrant I was taken off course The road ahead should have ended me in divorce But now I see clearly with the family of 4 Never did I deserve a 2 seater porshe Heart filled with remorse, my life was such a mess Now I'm back on board due to the lords GPS One eighty degree turn whoever couldve guessed Malice believe in his heart and out my mouth I confess YES more than blessed I was choosen I been on the troop, my wisdom is that of old men Wasted so much time stuntin for folk When really the whole time I was just stuntin my growth A message to the youth, what I'm offerin is hope Now somethings gotta change I'm at the end of my rope CAUSE [Chorus] You know I gotta go and get it There aint no other choice in it Aint tryin to be a part of the percentage Hear me out now Lord knows I done seen the worlds cold shoulder Seein my future thru the crystal ball of bakin soda Oasis of hoes, my champagne supernova The high life and high times, I watched em turn sober Seen it all come crashin crashin The FEDs was at the door, and no they not askin Sayin they found drugs but they aint talkin asprin Diesel design ones and I aint talkin fast shit Money hoes and clothes is malices past tense All said forgiven, all you do is askin Even when laughin I can't explain the hurt Knowin I can't change the world in a verse Even to my self I'm feelin my screws loose But how can I deny what I know to be true When I dint have a clue, shoulda viewed it as a gift Now I see what they mean ignorance is bliss [Chorus] You know I gotta go and get it There aint no other choice in it Aint tryin to be a part of the percentage Hear me out now |
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