Texty:
September La La La Never Give It Up

everybody drinking soda pop I didn't recognize the girl next door With beat up sneakers and a pony tail Beach baby beach baby give me your hand Give

'm Paid [Verse 1] Give a woman none (uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do burn Wit ya boy, just

can understand why everybody wants to do it like me No you don't do it like me Nah, no we ain't the same You're never gonna do it I'm doin' it again

' me about Osama or whatever Picture me buyin' this scam I said "never" You in tune to a Hard Truth soldier spittin' I stay committed gives a fuck to die or lose commission It

stop jockin' we Like KRS-One, here's, "My Philosophy" Settin' it off, with my monopoly If it ain't over, it's about to be And it damn sure ain't nuttin

I give em props, they cap men, mostly black men Mouth will pack, then smack em like a Mack-10 Bop - another head flown like a frisbee, it is me The clips

the full degree (c'mon, geah check it out) (check it out) We 'bout it Gettin' that paper We 'bout it Check it out Federalies gaffling up so keep it

m feelin like you predicted it But baby I didn't plan it but it happened little baby, didn't it? You feelin it the love of the Father, so subsidiary never It

knows where we're heading to No matter what it takes, never give up on you Oh, I want you to change it all I am gonna make it better No consolation