largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the place Settled by the judge many years ago Three billion strong and here we go GOOD MORNINNNNNNNNNGG VIETNAM!!! Ha (back up back up back up back up back up
all He just cracked the V8 backed up, leaned against the wall Lookin flower, he just came home, he on like a fuck Did a dime for holdin' up the Gods up
homeboy you slipping Are you o.K men your acting diffrent And it looks like you lost a little weight since christmas Plus round town men their saying your distance
But I get mixed up (So mixed up) My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up) My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up) I try to maintain but I get mixed up (So mixed up
nothing in hand Just the outbreed Back from the dead, man No way out Life and death Situations occur everyday My mind's a blur My whole life's a bad set-up Nothing to let up
switch up because some niggas stalked you up Or is the fact that they thought you was rollin' with us Left you all draged like two trains crashin' it up
bitches call me Big Poppa I got a big dick and I'd a pop her Yea the kid talk shit but the kid don't front How ever shit go 'Give 'Em What They Want'
ever see heaven Now I done seen sinners, sold coke to beginners And blowed smoke with winners, now raise it up for them spinners I'm on the block now, throw 'em up
In the calling out to one another In the lovers up and down the strand In the sound of the waves and the cries Of the seagulls circling the sand In the
tradition Sound nice? If not, check your sound device I think turning it up is sound advice That's right, go ahead, turn it up and Yeah, go ahead, turn it up
Whos goin for distance I loved a girl named Sandyface, She lived outside of town In a tent made of diapers In the sand she laid face down She
in the front seat of my maybach No where to go Ready to do whatever's clever Put on a show Don't really matter, we can chop chop chop it up We can
, uh The metal let 'em burn like earth shiver births, uh If there's any beef, I come runnin' like Mertz, uh Word up, eagle street I'm throwin' my curve up
mangroves go quiet In la Brisa de la Palma A teenage Rasputin Takes the sting from a gin When a woman learns to walk She's not dependent anymore A line front
, but that was make believe Baby, open up this door before I freeze Girl stop complaining You're afraid of the dark We'll go the distance I don't think
I'm sitting in my bedroom overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill ion the distance summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats like a picture in a book
I'm sitting in my bedroom Overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill in the distance Summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats Like a picture in a book
distance and blue sits like apples bite And flows through our hands I said ?®hi' to a man who shot his sister Panned through the station And jumped in front