Expectation left to come up to yeah Lady writer on the TV She had another quality The way you used to look And I know you never read a book Just the
saintly to some she was a swinger me i only knew here as an acid jazz singer come on She said i?m no genius and i?ve lost my self The books are on the
integrity at every cost, and his home was Natchez Mississippi Did it like Miles and Dizzy, now we gettin' busy Bridging The Gap from the blues, to jazz
stage with lasers in his eyes Walk with me now [Nas talking] "Unauthorized biography of Rakim. Epilogue: Mother was a jazz singer. Nephew to R &
(feat. Sleepy Brown, Jazze Pha) [Hook:] Crocodile on my feet Fox fur on my back Bowtie `round my neck That's why they call me the gangsta mack In the
vocal version of Cannonball Adderly's big 1966 soul jazz instrumental hit] My baby, she may not look Like one of those bunnies out of the Playboy book
son hold up you need to slow your roll. you been talking for a while now she ain't no hoe. she got class style pazaz and jazz. each smile as matter of
followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpets call I salute to the champions on the wall And in the jazz
where you are! [C] Party over here, party over there [I] Where? [Common] Look! I made ya look, ya dirty crook Then picked your pocket, watch me book
Ladies and gentlemen Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs Here we go They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that He's always in trouble
INTRO: I grime daily My lyric books' my baby The crowd say im lazy They say they run this ting but dey ent done grime lately 24/7 trust me Grime daily
"Cool.." - Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin
The grim reapear what said Charlier Brown's damn teacher Wa wah wah wa wa wah, damn I cram to understand the plan ma'am I mean I've been hitting the books
Mona video, you been trackin' me down Tryin' to figure out how I lookin' personal, baby Forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks The three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books
Sideburns with afro, nasty pro, throw like rollo In wells fargo, cashin checks while you tryin to borrow My game is cut through, plastic come, we can see through Disco music, jazz
think so girl I've been through it many times before I got a tight pocket book And you know, I ain't open it up for no Jizzable jazz, how could it be
Ladies an' Gentlemen, this young man Is the author of the book 'Pimps are people too' He is also the President of Guns, Bitches an' Automobiles He also
