's been the boss she's down with 'em She's always on time cause the girl got rhythm To avoid a complication i'll give some information About a certain
Talkin take it ez, and they was like "he ain't hardcore!" But hardcore is far more than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being true It's
It's my hidden hope that you are still among them Well are you? Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet And hold the earth in place, each time
it's my hidden hope that you are still among them well are you? Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth in place each time
CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Afrika Baby Bam ] Now this one goes out to the ones who set it off And all the pioneers that made it what it was Cause we been doin
Follow me on a marvelous trip, and insight into the bars that I script Imagination is vital like timing, or the breaks in the car that you sit I got
it up like never before You want all the little things that make it work it Why not, we can get it, we both deserve it It's hard but nothin good, it's
back at it in the same exact pattern What the fuck is the matter with us, we can't figure out if it?s lust Or it's love is what?s attracting us to each
down And every time you think you gotten past it It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground What are friends? Friends are people that
next nigga gun if that's the case then get a bigga one you don't think I pack the pump cause I'm out of the hood that's a stereotype like everyone that's
the next nigga gun If that's the case, then get a bigger one You don't think I'm packed to pump cause I'm out of the hood That's a stereotype like everyone that's
lust You're playing out the planets get slammed, trust You think it, see it, run it and slam it They peep it, hear it, lynch it and ban it It just ain
to ovulate to it Music and expression of freedom, escape to it Not much to it, we was born and conceived to it And me being the man that I am, it?s like we knew it
your only son But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream
I wet it then I fill it till it's pregnant (Take the high back) face it everybody got a favorite I embrace it like I date it but my grandma think I chase
diminishing Black Star stove top burning soul temperatures, administers Alkalines, aminos and minerals, it's sensuous Served over Dilla time signatures It's miracle material, remember it's
Bucktown Brace yourself, it's about to go down Runnin one on one and only hip-hop bound Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound (It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about
old shit Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick That they been runnin across stars through all the time with I find it's distressin, there's