birthed By these old ways Somedays I fall from the sky Shoot myself down when I fly so high Trash my acheivements Wish I could die To these old ways
By these old ways Somedays I fall from the sky Shoot myself down when I fly so high Trash my acheivements Wish I could die To these old ways Wash away
the man A nigga who stays, in the old school ways And just like Subways, I can make your days We got more soul than James Brown and platform Adidas The
the hand and make sure they understand That they can't sway J-Ro the man A nigga who stays, in the old school ways And just like Subways, I can make your days We got more soul than James
Love James Pick Up The Phone Cos I Know You Wanna Speak Its Been A Week I Aint A Creep Fulfilled Your Needs And Fantasies Just Like The Old Times Remember The Old
can't lie I was livin' it up The rule of big pimpin' now my '70 Cut' I probably hit the park drinkin on Bo's berry Slammin' Rick James 'cuz I'm in love
learned more about the shapes of the sacred geometry they used to draw They were new millennium but Euclidian in form ancient in many ways but not nearly as old
lad-i-da-di Put pride inside plus taught karate Fed heads in many ways many days Were served locked down protectin the Black and the brown Now today the old
diamond chain Some of y'all ain't even worth a pound of grain I stay twenty steps ahead in my lane That's twenty different ways not to sound mundane
s what I use to pedal Heavy metal, a j-jack of all trays Then you pimp, that's a hustler in many ways Acting bad in the traffic, the hustler with the
I don't even like to think about all the things my wish'd bring Cuz I just wanna be James Dean I just wanna be James Dean I just wanna be James Dean For
The Best of Both Worlds Ended with pepper spray and Kelly about to earl Ayo Kells, that was whack fam In some ways you remind me of an old black man You
Out in L.A. they put the black against the Mexicans Old rivaling's is throwin' up they sets again They put the short against the tall and the old vers
fun with it, had three gunz with it I'ma let my cousin Shawty rap cause that bitch can't slap [Shawty] Shawty the twenty year old rapper I could slap
(feat. Chrisette Michele) [Nas:] There comes a day in ya life When ya wanna kick back Straw hat on the porch When you old perhaps Wanna gather your
soul food Collards and neck bones Betsy Ross sewed the first American flag Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass As James Baldwin says You
I rap for all thug cliques bloods and crips niggas who hate the cameras and loving the chips caught in solitude old timers taught me how to move fort
