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Of the street shit to the block
Parental advised
I'm feeling like Muhammad Ali in his prime
Mike Jordan in his heyday
Call me Jeff Gordon in that hard
Top
(Intro)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G
Going up, skee yeah
She can't take me home, her dad is from Iran
I got a brick of Heroin from Pakistan
I ain't buy that bitch no bag
I bought my
can't break (uh)
That's the one, do music for fun
Give deals to artists (yeah)
Pull up to the office (yeah)
Yeah, I'm from the project so quadruple
The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
the psychic
You can't date skee-os and wife it
And you can't sell me bullshit, we know the prices
So what your life is?
We gon' roll 'til the wheels fall
you ain't shocking me
'cause jealousy is telling me that you're just jocking me
so keep on talking skee, with pride I'm walking see,
because
keep me good
I do it for the hustler cause I do it for the thugs
I do it for the G's cause the G's show me love
I came in the game 17 real loud only
In 1980, as part of a project called Word of Mouth, I was invited, along with a living other artists, to go to Panape, a tiny island in the middle
Skee, skee, skee
Skee, skee, gang, gang
Better not have your chop
Cause we bout to slide through the block
Talk to me later I'm off of the yacht
I'm
You can't love an artist
Without becoming a muse
Without reliving your heartache
In the other person's shoes
You can't love an artist
Cause they only
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She can take
Hey! tengo a estas bitches fronteando conmigo
Dices que eres G' pero es un cuento chino
Tengo a tu novia montándome en hilo
Quiere la weed negro tu
SKEE,SKEE,SKEE,SKEE
Like, Like what
Like, like what
Fuck is you talkin bout
Like,
Don't try to run or u get hit with the beam
carry mariahs wit
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
Broward County, let's go
Whole hood behind me, Golden Acres, palm tree
Ugly corner, skee-yee, on the scene screaming "Glee"
Say you 'bout it, let me see,
on me
I like it one girl at a time, lately, I been on three
I cannot jack you, shawty, I heard that you was a skee
You don't know who gon' be there
of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the same G5
Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go, yeah, I go, yeah
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
We are the artists
We are the artists
Picasso Da Vinci Cezanne
Rembrandt Velazquez Kandinsky
Monet Michelangelo Van Eyck
Turner Durer Caravaggio
We
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
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