Sitting on a hard chair Try to sit straight Sitting on a hard chair This moment won't wait Listening to the speakers They're talking about you Look at
Just blaze, yeah, check me out now Yo, yo, yo, check me out now Yo, yo, yo, let me hear ya say Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh Put your hands in the air everybody
Yeah, that's right We gon' flash back to 1983 I'ma show you niggas how I was spittin' this pimp game Before most of you niggas even started rappin' 1983
A devil in a midnight mass He prayed behind stained glass A memory of Sunday class Resurrected from the past Hold your breath and count to four Pinky
I'm focus man, yo Free Why don't you holla at me man Now who else but me slim waist with that swag Get on G, five plans and fly fast If it ain't G's
Def Squad, J. Bleezy Ha, com-bust-ya-ble, huh It's Erick, I'm back again, full fledged American flag in here so y'all pledge A few of y'all sold some
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found Was blind, but now I see 'Twas grace that taught my heart
[Reverend Run] Now I said, now here this Thus sayesth the Lord God And I believe, a lot of us Shouldn't even condemn these rappers Because if nobody would
Good evenin' I must Repeat and cheat once again we gonna talk about bitches n Hoz There is somethin wrong with 'em especially now they want niggas to
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I'm the kind of guy who never gets there With too many expectations, I don't mind Every time I try to make concessions I feel like a dope for thinking
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