We just give it a sigh We hardly knew What you were capable Of doing But why don't you give it a try Oh, you learn about it Oh, you harvest (until you
We just give it a sigh We hardly knew what you were capable of doing But why don't you give it a try Oh, you learn about it Oh, you harvest (untill you
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just give it a sigh We hardly knew what you were capable of doing But why don't you give it a try Oh, you learn about it Oh, you harvest (untill you
, food You need to know about it There's a misconception y'all Girls, you thinkin' to hard You at the club shakin? it all night And wonder why you can
You ain't even a garbage can you have faith But when it turns your way before it turns away You've to turn that into something you gotta learn from Jay You
March just disappear? You hear it on the left You hear it on the left You hear it on the left left
, let's change the world (World) Wish you need a lesson you can learn from rappin' But they try to ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen We done
the next block Ah, hookywooky with you Your ex-lover satchel is here from france Yet another ex They gather about you like a mother superior All of you
make you cry, take you by surprise And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme So what you're seeing is a genius at work Which to
shock You took the name Grandmaster and you made it your own Well it belongs to Flash and you should leave it alone Now fate's taking it's toll on the
you 'bout sex So you had to learn about it in the discotheques Nine months later, the baby is there And the Nigga that did it said, "I don't care!" You
Gather 'round, gather 'round, ha Metaphysical style, spiritual style, the ORIGINAL style, ha Yes.. let's do it [Chorus] - you can never give up, you
'mon, let's do it again, uh, uh Let's raise it up, c'mon, look After you live and you learn then you see You will learn how to trust in your G O D You
you with a dead body tied near you It's hot, I 'm drinkin' soda with a tech-9 sprayin' Your fan belt motor Stop the bullshit, blast you hands of the
move too smooth, you think you got me Weak tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you killin'? I'm willin' to bet, you think you in it but your street
