time to grind
Chaniqwa LaCaliastroAs a birthday for a mighty king Ace is the face that's seldom sighted If it's not on MTV than my whole album must suck Fill her up wit X mane we don't give a fuck We will feel the sting misery sings about a king Yo, I'll tell you right now you're shit out of luck Check the billboard, it's number one on every shore Now you got to lock your door Blastin for the dome piece with the chrome piece Bouncing off of these walls awaiting my release I am something that you never seen before I'm in this motherfuckin' Chevy Caprice But I'd rather make it better Dedication plus patience, made the game greater And it's alright, and it's all good This is Big Snap representing The Brotherhood One arms not itching, the problem is, both are Hell, it feels good still, dips the hood I made it there safe and on time And Just came back wit that ol' funky rhyme You know the signature, the Celph titled literature Lights, cameras, baby, I'm not your amateur But since I really ain't getting paid for my time wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture Now it's all coming back so clear The time is now, the place is here Then bless the buddha, put away the sixteen shot shooter Park my Benz or cold jet it on my scooter I do more than end your whole career You'll never see his face on a computer On the night racket, concoctin Reeboks and the flight jacket You know the difference between a scar and a cut A town called Buffalo Jum is where it landed The way we came up nothing was handed So where you at? Where you at? Flow get low when them hoes leave you stranded Scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the Ain't no escaping, whatever side that is meant for me Who did it? Know the cops, but they wouldn't admit.. why? It's the way you make me wanna live instead of die You haven't been sleeping, this is where you need to be Just grab me and put a piece of the pie I go coast to coast with a dose of this realness I'm blunt with the gun so I stomp out ya business My heart is a house, it's a shame, we out bubbling And barking, the eyes and they teeth was sparkling No pain, no fun, let's creep out the mess The way she be seesawing pancaking and three wheeling Get to stepping homeboy, do it now Then you might just know Before the Kid write a check Well, well, well, well I'm audio blow... meet me at the hotel
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As a birthday for a mighty king Ace is the face that's seldom sighted If it's not on MTV than my whole album must suck Fill her up wit X mane we don't give a fuck We will feel the sting misery sings about a king Yo, I'll tell you right now you're shit out of luck Check the billboard, it's number one on every shore Now you got to lock your door Blastin for the dome piece with the chrome piece Bouncing off of these walls awaiting my release I am something that you never seen before I'm in this motherfuckin' Chevy Caprice But I'd rather make it better Dedication plus patience, made the game greater And it's alright, and it's all good This is Big Snap representing The Brotherhood One arms not itching, the problem is, both are Hell, it feels good still, dips the hood I made it there safe and on time And Just came back wit that ol' funky rhyme You know the signature, the Celph titled literature Lights, cameras, baby, I'm not your amateur But since I really ain't getting paid for my time wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture Now it's all coming back so clear The time is now, the place is here Then bless the buddha, put away the sixteen shot shooter Park my Benz or cold jet it on my scooter I do more than end your whole career You'll never see his face on a computer On the night racket, concoctin Reeboks and the flight jacket You know the difference between a scar and a cut A town called Buffalo Jum is where it landed The way we came up nothing was handed So where you at? Where you at? Flow get low when them hoes leave you stranded Scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the Ain't no escaping, whatever side that is meant for me Who did it? Know the cops, but they wouldn't admit.. why? It's the way you make me wanna live instead of die You haven't been sleeping, this is where you need to be Just grab me and put a piece of the pie I go coast to coast with a dose of this realness I'm blunt with the gun so I stomp out ya business My heart is a house, it's a shame, we out bubbling And barking, the eyes and they teeth was sparkling No pain, no fun, let's creep out the mess The way she be seesawing pancaking and three wheeling Get to stepping homeboy, do it now Then you might just know Before the Kid write a check Well, well, well, well I'm audio blow... meet me at the hotel
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