You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep Towel under the door smoke until the end Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now and get your paper High off the instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major
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Feeling better than some on a Sunday afternoon Better a chick that say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma And you pray to god she don't grow too soon. Projects to' up, gang signs is up hats broke off that's how we grow up Why else you think write rhymes just to blow up? Get first car and then IRS show up He ain't never had shit but he had nine come through flickin' and he had that shine Put two and two together in a bad weather be a whole family on that funeral line Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty through school That's all I like wino's want they good whiskey I ain't in the Klan, but I my hood with me
You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and I can't control it, can't it, it's so nuts I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck I take a hit of that chronic, it got me But really what's amazing is how I keep under the door smoke until the days end Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser nothing to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now and get your paper off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major
I heard the beat and I ain't know to write line, should it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows be nice Rap about big paper or the black plight At the studio console asked my man to the What this verse sound like, should I or write? He said, Nas, what the want is Illmatic, Stillmatic Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I Been like 12 years since a nigga signed Now I'm a agent And I'm thinking it's To my very own Motown Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it to see these companies be stealing the life And I love to give my blood and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and fiends got dealt I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where got killed I the livest niggas around Lasting longer than more than half of you Look, I used to cook before I had the took way my change came like Sam Cooke.
Feeling better than I felt before today Like better late never is orientation Still we can make it better throwing all your away
You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so I take a sip of that yak, I want to I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really amazing is how I keep blazing Towel under the smoke until the days end Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser Turn nothing to something now that's a savior Best are green now pimp and get your paper off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major