(feat. Heaven)
[Chorus: If the globe stops spinnin and the sky falls And the wall on the and the trumps make sounds the hands stop tickin and the holes rotten And the sails get you'll all be down
[Interlude: Bizzy Yeahhh, that water baby It's gonna drive me crazy, better watch yo' here playa Yeahhh, gimme that baby It's gonna drive me crazy, better yo' back here playa
Bone] Stuck in the game, passin the flames on these could fade me, enter my wall of shame Hotter then lava, and the of the kitchen cajan mayne Maintain the main thang, blame, it is a mystical Enter the circle, exit quicker aim Slums up in the barrio, baby I I'm a bum, hey Come for me momma, it nothin but legitimate rhyme skills And baby as we the one all the way In the circumference, dunn-dunny the money Hun-ga-ry motherfuckers, say what? I'm sunny Bizzy he does it, was it? What is it? Hittin 'em in the bank, inquisitive with the straight saints Daintily in the ain't, is the bears Inquisit me, is you crazy? I you know what it is It's just a starter, if I'm a martyr, give me my like sheep, these wolves, they can't escape us One
+ Interlude]
[Bizzy Holla back, you gimme the rhythm, I hit 'em up in Ac' And I hit 'em up in back, if need be, the mac Slack? Never, put it on the 12th of You better get everything you need, - one time boy feelin the clout, gimme the music properly Yes, I'm God's property, monopoly, who gonna me? Nobody, gettin in 'em, we winnin, seein the in the minimum, baby boy as we sendin 'em Endin 'em in the beginnin, renderin they want But I don't pay no fuckin taxes, I only smoke up the And I don't have time to front, you're rollin me well let's move We the funerals, the usual, Bizzy let's groove One
[Chorus +
Bone] Secular, molecules protectin us, waves respectin us motherfuckers, they ain't connectin us Recollectin us and we bust, in God we And the plus, I got a mission, precision listen to us, In the imperial, water and flowin Get it up, all around, they not knowin Skyline, high line, I sign Give me my money motherfucker I'm One in the apparatus, no status, no Gladys Only the pimps, no simps, we still Keepin it for me, no nuts, no glory No to headstrong, scary story, purgatory I said it's ore-y or we eerie, do you hear me much The streets in the and real people can feel me Said it's ore-y or eerie, do you hear me, much clearly? in the direction and real people can feel me One
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