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(Snow)
You should be right here this sound watch the way its going down... (Girl singing) (2X) This is the remix dat dat da dat dat da dat dat da da da.. This is the remix dat dat da dat dat da dat dat da da da.. (Dolo - Ghetto Concept) Break Down...Nah Kid I think not 2001...back to claim my spot 2001...Benz off tha lot 2001...Hits bout to drop Took a little time...some of ya'll thought we stopped but I'm focused man like Jay from the Roc... Its G.C highly acclaimed...the most mentioned what you thought..the clothes, the cars, the ice rented (Maestro) Toronto Godfather Baby steady spreaded the news I'm not a rapper, I'm an icon..dont get it confused Papa Stro since the 80's...been abusing the mic V.I.P's only Fluid or Life...(too much) Now why you think that Junos gut a category for rap who put the T.Dot.O...on the map...answer that... matter fact...niggaz chill....while we blazing it up.. you gave me 8 barz of spit...shit...that aint enough.. because I'm..... (chorus) Too Much for Money...Too Much for Cars Too Much for Hoes...Too Much for Clothes T.O...Too Much...Too Much for Clubs Too Much for Drugs...Too Much for Thugs Too Much for Much...Van City..Too Much Too Much for Haters...Too Much for Players Too Much for Gators...Too Much for Papers Montreal...Too Much...Too Much..Too Much.. Too Much....We Still Too Much.... (Kardinal Offishall) Yooo...Gangster Tingz...Niggaz is dealing with sum Prankster Tingz Step to this and pick out which hymn you want your mum to sing The rhyme "Murdera"..Yo take them talks outta your mouth Watch dem things dat you say...Fossie whole you know me.. Mind when the Big Kings are stepping to the mic Take 10 steps back..kneel..and pray for your life... And give thanks that I murda sounds and leave it to the tunes Kardinal and Ghetto.C Luv from June to June (Red-1) Yo...Too Much..Too Fabulous Cantenkerous..Ragga-Muff Northern Touch They cant bang with us...and handle us Gut big thangs we brang with us Roll with the strong...weak cats never ran with us Regiments Too Strenuous 24/7 Spit the flow...get the dough and get tha women And slap these catz...with wannabe raps On mah way out...mah concept ghetto like dat.. Yo how much.... (chorus) Too Much for Money...Too Much for Cars Too much for Hoes...Too Much for Clothes Winnipeg...Too Much...Too Much for Clubs Too Much for Drugs...Too Much for Thugs Too Much for Much...Halifax..Too Much Too Much for Haters...Too Much for Players Too Much for Gators...Too Much for Papers Edmonton..Too Much...Too Much..Too Much.. Too Much...We Still Too Much.... (Ironside) I'm Too Much for Cock Suckaz Niggaz get stuck with Box Cuttaz Triggerz we buck da Cops Hoverz Da Hot Gutterz..better Lock your Block Shuttaz We closing shop...holding glock..ride stolen drop Rolling crops..smoking thangz..open tanks Windpipes...we've been tight From day 1...Doomstown I'm stationed And I aint leaving my block... In any reason I cock...I'm Too Much (Kwajo - Ghetto Concept) My Street..My Block..My City..My Commitee My Glock...My Drop...Our World...Get your Hands Up... Grands Up..for Bangerz..with Big Blingz Dem Hot Boyz...Ya gut it Twisted...We change Chains When we in the Club...We Pop Thangz When we off tha Lot...We Drop Thangz When we in your chick...She Rock Thangz We bug eye Benzes...On 20-inches With T.O Double Too What...Stupendous...Too Much (Snow) Too Much for them...Too Much for Lies Too Much for The Eyes...Tell them a see Lord God tell them why... Too Much Boy...I think you know you're too much boy... Too Much for them...Too Much for Lies Too Much for The Eyes...Tell them a see Lord God tell them why... Too Much Boy...I think you know you're too much boy... Tell them already you have to tell them again... Tell them already you have to tell them again... We are All-Stars.... Ding-ling-ding-ling-ding-ling-ohh-whooa-ohh-whoa-ding-ding-ohh-whooaa Tell them already you have to tell them again... Tell them already you have to tell them again... Watch-Da-Gal-Dem-a-Move.. Dem-Gurlz-Dem-Mah-best-Friendz... ...(Harmonizing)... Tell them already you have to tell them again... Tell them already you have to tell them again... We are All-Stars.... Ding-ling-ding-ling-ding-ling-ohh-whooa-ohh-whoa-ding-ding-ohh-whooaa Too Much for them...Too Much for Lies Too Much for The Eyes...Tell them a see Lord God tell them why.. Too Much Boy...I think you know you're too much boy... |
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(Intro: Kwajo Cinqo)
All my peoples... Projects... Worldwide... Yeah... One love... (Ray Smoove) Remember back in the days One man chased round the way Used to do runs for them bigger cats for chump change Now times change Who woulda knew How we grew To become them same thugs on the avenue Now I'm talking to your spirit Wondering if you hear it Problem you seeing my presence in a minute You gone but we still living Still strong and wishing you were hear to see it We clicked not even death can part it My people asking where my heart is I left it with you Now I'm heartless, and moving heartless You dearly departed never forgotten You taught us about street life, that's why we still chopping Thats why we still poppin them collars Fiendin for dollars Until it's my momma that hollas That sad song It's been mad long Hoping that life prolongs But when the breath is gone, then the breath is gone (Chorus) Staring at the walls in this room Knowing that you left the world far to soon And it ain't fair, no, and it ain't right I tip my drink and shed a tear tonight (shed a tear tonight) To anyone who's lost someone This goes out to you knowing that the time will come Where ever you are whatever history To those gone before us rest in peace (Angel Duss) Poor a little henny for my dead people resting in peace Got real G's dying in a fleets It's the code of the streets where your life ain't guaranteed I'm tired of hearing my brother's dying every week (Oh lord, oh no) This petty beef ain't worth it They got kids knowing it just ain't worth it (ain't worth it) Doing life bids locked up with no purpose to live My man Big's got two in his head Now little Reg the same since he's on his death bed Memories of the past days The good ol days When gats used to blow at your rivals not your homies (Shed a tear tonight) (Chorus) (Dolo) Picture every single day living in my hood Thugs up to no good (no good) We all grew up as one blood Too many filled up with slugs Streets got no love (no love, no love) I been to more funerals this year, threw dirt Remember when we used to play in the dirt Now I'm throwing dirt, on a golden casket I seen my fate, at the open casket I've seen thugs cry, when you got blasted 6 O'clock news, front page plastered Now all we got is memories While I'm wishing you was right here We used to wear the same gear Now I'm shedding tears I see you when I get there Look against the concrete But your spirit is here Strait from the heart you'll forever be a part Of these dogs from the hood, and that's only a part (Chorus) (Kwajo Cinqo) A love like no other, like the love for a brother Like the love that you show one another I would give my life People re-embrace the seeds of mother And I still see a resemblance of her Do you remember the timing I would change the four dogs on assignment Four bricks, one block, all fiends in the lobby When the epidemic hit and the city was silent How we made the most noise when they hit our apartment Then school for the reefer and jewels, then sneak into flicks Anything for them chips, we would settle with fists See I was young and hard headed, never settled for ish Till the last breath left your lips I had to settle with the fact you were one with the ground Most times I took you for the reasons I frowned See yo seeds is my seeds, and the future ain't sound Till we make a difference this time around So live through me (Chorus) |
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