of manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals All this hate can't forever last All my ghetto heroes in Heaven It's like you right
wine cellars, sticks and humidors That's what I call mature, that's what I call a G That's what I call a pimp, that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest
all in line And we'll call this the Romeo 'Cause you're so mighty fine Romeo, Romeo, Romeo come dance with me That sexy little body Beats all I
bet, let's go All the smoke and debris led us straight to the basement Yo, what the hell is that? Man, it looks like a spaceship We all ran for cover
'all hate to work I read every line of the paperwork That's my job, 'till it's all done Corn on the cob, mc's it ain't all fun You might flow to sick '
'/ If a lick call, I'm hittin' it/ Thirty Mil and still grindin'/ It's all about perfect timin' yup, nigga don't need no fuckin' help/ It's all about
beyond your control My momma never raised no punks and hoes Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough I know y'all motherfuckers out there
levels beyond your control My momma never raised no punks and hoes Just relier niggas comin' up, snatchin' souls for dough I know y'all motherfuckers
what I should be Twitterin'? Why'd big bro take all the hot bitches? Dear God, me too, I like the hot bitches I'll be the underdog, all along till I
[Chorus] I'm finna win it all they should put me on a poster I gotta get it all they should put me on a poster every night I get it all they should put
next up" People said "he next up" man let's get it pressed up I'm glad I never listened to y'all and let up Stuck to my roots, call me Questlove Call
act like he don't know me when he all up in here, You a fool jack, Though I don't condone faking for a bitch, Don't call it pimpin when you bringing
fighter that I've ever seen- I just wish she'd call in sick And just stay home. So go and make the world just a little safer- I'll read all about it
who are under me, I over man, call me Doverman Cause I'm a Pincer of pennies that's pretty, then you see green from all money I spend (what you do
cell, while you boys just sickle, soulja boy and superman, the hip hop hero, sucking all over my body, call her mosquito, the cheese is all on me, just
you boys just sickle, soulja boy and superman, the hip hop hero, she sucking all over my body, call her mosquito, the cheese is all on me, just like
she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world for this little girl But the apple doesn?t fall too far from the tree When she gets that call
earin's That some John Dearin's, nigga who you scarin' Shawty I'm tatted up, you can call me icky All I do is get brains, you can call me picky Like