a hooper but now I troop to shoot a free flow Me go with mi amigo, to see the Man named Chico The legal alienaeno, I roll the instrumentals Like Jack I be like Nimble never
shown by someone then it wont be you You see that Jesus is a cunt and never helped you with a thing that you do, or you done,
crazy isn't hardly what I am Try creatively retarded or amazingly rewarded Ain't no faith in me the hardest never crack, I'm crack I'm dope in Reynolds Wrap, now
away with your guns now We don't want it Get away with your guns now We don't like it Eternal love eternal love Money money money Root of all evil Money
would call ill? Never catch me at the ball out spot with small bills Innovative rapper, rhyme in new ways When I spit niggaz cough up blood for two days Never
Lakers couldn't hold me yahl I'm climbin' over yahl I'm still scorin' 85 percent of yahl awake but still snoring Got knowledge yourself and now my style is much older now
as hell!) Vegas, Seattle (Country as hell!) Now shake it go'on sit back and let your hair blow Ladies make your hands clap up bueno Now shake it go'on
, trying to rearrange plans As I've got a Rolex but no time on my hands Made a transition from a brain into a man Step one, never mix ya business or
you do As you tear and tear your hair from roots Of that same head you've twice removed Now, a lock of hair you said would prove Our love would never
see to do (Wiley) Yeah, i can you stand me I'm Not Gangsta, I'm Wiley Just talk me about a Thomas Pitt Angela knows now or never Wear my clothes, wear
'all Dollar, dollar, dollar Dollar, dollar bill y'all Only if ya better keep your eyes peeled 'Cause you were talkin' for jacks and that's real Whether you rap or do biz or
supper All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody
the roots ma break you off And, I can't lie I'm just a nigga from the syy But I, been around a few whores before Either me or my boys tore it up before
, I got 90-some cousins (Hey, it's me) A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody'
never meant to give you mushrooms girl I never meant to bring you to my world Now you sitting in the corner crying And now it's my fault my fault I never
love you hear them drums, ?uestlove no Roots, I?m so truth I used to rock sidelines like a coat suit had to look at all them loafers, yeah them boat shoes now
Now do we got the power or is it getting hectic? Scribble swings the paddle at the mantel where I placed it Hip-hop grew from roots but some emcees never
me now Up again, I'll never let you down Nothing's ever gonna stop us now Up again, I'll never you down Never let you down, never let you down Up again, I'll never