Gluttony, baby. Is I needs what I see. Gluttony, baby. Is- it's hard to see, too. . It sit deep in my chest, so let me express. Grew up on 868, oh, y'all don't need the address.
Featuring lauryn hill. . Yo we gotta start respectin life more y'all. You look at your brother man you gotta see yourself. Gotta see the god within him.
Intro:. Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Seven Street. South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere check it. It's like c'mon y'all get live get down.
I stagger in the gatherin' possessed by a patter-in. That be scatterin'. Over the global, my vocals be travelin', unravelin' my abdomen. It's slime that's babblin' grammatics that are masculine.
[Common]. Yeah, yeah, what, yeah. Reminding me of Sef, what?. Fat fat thick booty, what?. You say jack that big booty, yo. He say OOH OH. I heard the boy he said OOH OH.
[featuring chantay savage]. [common]. Yeah, yeah, what, yeah. Reminding me of sef, what?. Fat fat thick booty, what?. You say jack that big booty, yo.
[Common]. Yeah, yeah, what, yeah. Reminding me of Sef, what?. Fat fat thick booty, what?. You say jack that big booty, yo. He say OOH OH. I heard the boy he said OOH OH.
[Intro]. Yeah, yeah, you know how me and 'Ye do. . [Verse 1]. Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'. Often it's beef this city never does.
You niggas ain't real. I think you need to stop pretending. These niggas ain't ill. We know the deal. Niggas ain't on. Here today and the next you're gone.
One two, one two, one two. Yo, I be the Big Illinois, here to build and destroy. I come on your deck, on your set. On your strip, through your borough.
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This is a U A rhyme dedicate to the ca nine. Tch a ch tchk c'mere boy I said it's play time. It's time to play with the mind of a slimmie. I don't wanna be a freak but it's the dog in me.
Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on girl, let's go. . Hey baby am I crazy or was you giving me the eye?. You said maybe, well you crazy because I know I'm too fly.
[pops]. yeah, yeah, bring it on. uh huh, with the ya ya, yeah. just sitting around kicking it a little bit. i thought we would record something tonight.
Hey, hey old bean and you to baby sweetness. Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio. And I didn't have to break in this time. I'm back as a special guest by special request.
.... Every thing's gon' be alright. If you play your cards right. Every thing's gon' be alright. It's do or die, your looking through the eye of a revolver.
Hey C.S. man umm. Yeah since you don't wanna gimme a dollar for no beer umm. why don't you gimme a lyrical shoutout on your album junior?. C'mon man gimme somethin man!.
(Common). Yo. I don't know what was on y'all niggaz birds(?). to go up to the boat - and start robbin old folks. Now see you done messed with the wrong old lady.
feat. Vince Staples. . Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces. Plastic bag carryin', no two paces. IPhone, belt by Gucci. Bands with loose change and some car keys.