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1. _ Go Back to School
[Featuring Pep Love]
Snupe:
Hands upon my ears while my peers laugh at the last song
But stop chuckleing this is new and now the past is gone
Now who can kick a flow better than this
Veterans try pulling away
Never will you leave I getum with this
And hitum with this
Me'n'Pep see'n reps be'n kept written in lists of gold
Call upon your forces
I force this to your memory so switcha
Cause niggaz getting took like a picture
Developin swell open your mind as I kick another funky one
I cum on back more times than a porno flick
My style is sweeter than Richard Simmons
But still got women
Lime to a lemon
Lemon to a lime
Pastor Snupe yeah you know I'm slick
Control your girl cause she's rideing all over my. . .
Genitals
Men with those
On the shrink get no play
I think but I would'nt know
And I could'nt go
Out like a dike
Mic check is it clear
Fear nothing bluffing
Never ever severed to the rear
No one can do this like I can
(now why is that?)
Cause me'n' Pep we do it grand. . .
[CHORUS:]
"Go back to school when your summer time's over
Go back to school when your summer time is done"
[REPEAT]
Pep love:
I'm brilliant
Chill wit the niggaz that are massive
Ask Cas if you didn't know your slow like mollasses
I'm fast
Wit the gas
Hit the grass
Indica gives a blast
It's the last Mister Mean
Or is he pleasant as a rose to the hoes
A future to the present
Buda bie bie
I fly heads like phesant
When I bust I must destrength
Never lack luster black
What's the mack up to next
I'm vexed
I use a bat to flex if I gotta gat I'll buck you
Dangerous
Your brain is clutched
Game is touched now everybody need to explain to us
The ways that they been plaigerisen way that I've been stylin
Get off Snupe's dick or I'll be forced to go buckwhyl-
In a minute or two
I'm in it but you
Are about to be finished cause once again its my crew
Who's a looser snoozer on the Shamen
'n' Snupe
Groups be on the charlie
And ooh, we
Get the job done
Slob on my Knob one time
Phuck the cops
You don't stop the crime and I'm out!
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2. _ One Motion
She was the type of hype
that made it right
and fights
were unnecessary because she kept peace at night
it's alright ya chillin' with ya girls
and whirls around a sound unique
when feet are on the ground
it's cool that ya clique would be at school
and dicks would drew the stick
but no haps with fools would sick
and in particular this light skinned beautiful
above the secular limitations expecting this man
to stand on the waves of commitment
dips went back & forth to my door
so I couldn't package the shipment
and then this trick went
dressed in white
still hurt from my pain
he couldn't stand the flight
of anotha nigga
now ya man fakin' ways of celibacy
fellas be laughin' & you say lookin' jealous to me
but you don't know while he's sticking you from the back
he jacks you for your brain
Duane had to refrain
from keepin' ya name out of my mouth
I seen ya old clique made noise while you had poise
and can't hold it
I say lets pray for precious lips upon the growing
hmmm, it's one motion for the hoeing.
[Bridge]
You swung ya young booty among the hands
of a man who got ya sprung
and then lover tends to be out
dippin' the rubber in the trash
coverin' your bare ass
you losin' respect fast
ya gonna end up in the dump for chumps
that wanted to pump ya rump
for his sake as he's fakin' the funk
and I'm shakin' the trunks
while givin' messages
so listen
wonderin' who he's sung sufficiently and now he's missin'
ya talkin' marriage, that's cute
he's tlakin' I burried the boots
in the locker room
and it's scarry cause you
depend his dick is more than strength
and ain't no promisin'
open your ankles
let 'em wet up all your common sense
you want to play the stupid games
well, this ain't pitter pat
I can't call you no more
what type of shit is that?
Not tryin' ta get you back
don't even flatter yourself
a lack easy the climb
so you can struggle
so when my name blows up
don't be so subtle
so call me back now that my face is showin'
cause you know what I'ma say
it's one motion for the hoein'.
[Bridge]
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3. _ Brown Sugar
I had bitches freaks and all that shit
but soon and very soon enough of that I would get
I woke up in the mornin' thinkin' of bonin'
condonin'
hook up on the phone in no time I'm gronin'
with excitement frightened by the enlightment
I can knock with these
but i'm not supposed to be caught with these
plot with 3 other motherphuckers in spite of right I'm blamin'
were they mine
word to Socrates
feelin' guilt I admit it,I did it
a'int gonna take what can't be taken back, I'm with it
[Chrous:] "brown sugar, brown sugar..."
I should have never picked up my ringer
but wiping spilled sugar, you're bound to lick your fingers
so I ride in my Chevelle and tell tales to me
since this was the d-l my niggas failed to dwell and hint I meant
I tried and strived and even lied to give
but y'all don't know what the bomb she is
[CHORUS]
One on one I'm reminiscin' the kissin'
spliff and drink I think nothin' was missin'
a little party, me and this hotty
smooth as Bacardi ooh and that body
had a nigga trippin' badder than the slippin' or fallin'
all in favor say, this is my callin'
no stallin' out on these
You're goin' drama?
No, 'cause one of you is all the hoes that's owned by Domino
Here's somethin special, a vessel of sweet
let's take a shower next hour and wrestle,
the best will be gentle with thee
She laid the hands on my fade and played it cool and pushed
the pressure placed my head to her waist
she said shoosh
Overwhelmed by the sober realm I'm not in, got in
eat the treats like ebony cotton
and there I taste it, it wasn't my bad
she had to place it in my face, brown sugar and say don't waste it
[CHORUS]
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4. _ In Front of the Kids
Sit a little bit closer, who's the man supposed ta
give you that good time feelin on vibes at shows?
Amounts, accounts, how I bounce without
negativity but yet I still turn it out
When I was young I hung among them, that one sex
with thin flats, enough to pump and stuff and then back for more
Drank a little forty, called black women 'whores' (bitch)
Now this shit is still in store
It ain't no harm, you're just an etcetera instead of the
regular, bigger the better, holding your sweaters
Writin your letters, see all this changed
When we're in front of the kids
If none of ya did nothin I'd still be the same
So come borrow some scratch, that's if I'm livin phat
I'm hollerin out the ol school partners but I'm givin back
It makes no difference if a prince were rollin gun
If not then she wouldn't have to run
[* Toure' scratching *]
Now don't disturb this groove, that I made, you been played
It's fine and smooth, I just was one plus I'm dope and rhymin too/two
This package is complete, some need to stand it
but heavy hand it to the man in demand
Unique, you weak, you freaks, so spit the language I speak
I seek, I cheat when I'm in languishin beats
Up the strip bumpin E-40 & The Click
Sick from jumpin on hoes for numbers, I know you wonder
Why act up in front of the kids but don't sweat it, come on y'all
Use some common sense, put it in your hand, rub it, don't pet it
Confusin, who's in charge?
Choose to race, hold your place, don't lose your mark
Ain't nothin better than the man that can expand
the band of a camera, get the picture, switch ya just to hammer ya
What can I do?
(When we're in front of the kids)
When there ain't no where to run to
[* Toure' scratching *]
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5. _ Is It Right?
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6. _ Now What
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7. _ It's Alright
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, yeah yeah
I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a town
I need that glow in my ice, e-class
Ladies screamin jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like jees-ass
Jay-z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find mc's so impolite
And me I'm so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Don't me and jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, not in your life ain't nobody copin like
Mr. jay-z, shit you're crazy
I'm hot like the six maybe, deep dish with the great seats
I flow greater than you're navigator
I drop in you're town, block you're data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can't touch like hot potatoes, ya heard?
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, holla back
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Who's the illest shorty alive, I confess
I take nine to the chest and I swear to the heaven sky's, I bless
The mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feel
I'ma try my best, and if you real like I real
You can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
I'm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a mess hall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record 'em, bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, once I drop to a ceaser ma I don't need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, check
On the two jew-el's I blew more money than latrell, who else?
They don't know you, think they know you too well, you jell
Like flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press you're brakes, feds wanna investigate, mr. I don't cop nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my name
Regardless of the fame
It's hard, I can't even walk through harlem again,
Charge it to the game, I'm platinum like american express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right? negative, I swear
It's dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close you're casket tight
Take you're last two deep breaths and pass the mic
To jay-z nigga, that's right!!
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright
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8. _ Cash Money
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9. _ Never Changing
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10. _ Intro
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11. _ Fat Outro
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12. _ Sweet Potato Pie
Can I have it?
No.
I was ready to stab it so,
but she was one of those bad habit hoes
if I didn't get no pie I just might manage to bust
man i want to slam ya but i won't damage your crust
so what's the price for a slice
she told me twice it wasn't nice to entice
but i'm feeling alright tonight
I'll settle for a sliver
Frontin' freak won't mettle your liver
fun is cheap I bet I'll give you one
deep memory
so while your waiting up on your husband
be a friend of thee
I'll take time with your spine so be content with
these hold you quick
got my spoon ready mold your clit
that passion run wild while I hold your shit
16 teeth did not know I would be dicking thee
ho that said no because i'm strict with thee
Persistent ways and It pays,
I'm waxin these hoes for the rest of my days
[CHORUS:]
"Gimme some sweet potato pie
I want some sweet potato pie girl"
I flirt with a skirt and get aggressive like Gerald Levert
it never hurts all the while i'm thinkin dessert
sweet potato, and we can fade a fifth
if you lift your skirt, I'll hit and see ya later
and show you a whole new meaning of train of thought,
Mike G benefits off
what Dwayne has caught
come on I'll use you twice won't bruise your slice
Be prepared to screw and I'm gonna do your crew
I won't bring you flowers
but you can give me two lips (tulips)
And few dips didn't like the way I do hips
So hold it steady
I'm ready to meet youth with a sweet tooth
and when you come over I want to see you in something see-through
Hold up, wait a minute
let me put my spoon in
serving your cervix until there's no helpings left
yellin theft won't do you no good
won't help because you volunteered
So when I see you come near
[CHORUS]
I remember this broad named Jane
it was plain that she awas insane for Duane
I boned this freak so many times
that it wasn't funny
nutritious cereals can show the way I'm nuttin honey
so I had her sellin pie with a hella-fied servings
had young niggas sprung
and ain't no telling why
dough she made for me
8 more hoes who knows
I can start a ho bakery
knockin streets outa business cause the recipe
I guess was just the best with ecstacy
and that's the beauty and the beast
it took a little while but I finally got my piece.
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13. _ First Sermon
Yo, can I get a witness
Brothers don't want ta be on my hit-list
Time to kick positivity with the quickness
I'm breakin 'em somethin off slick
Which ______
Now what is all this, am I _____
I'm not havin it
It's time to chill, G
I know ya feel me
So bob ya heads back and forth wit the swiftness cause it's really
Bless the visitor so please stand
These men are Hieroglyphics
And yes that's the reason
That you're feeling like ya do don't attempt to simp
Be true to what ya know
Forget about pimps and limps
Close your eyes and think in spite of how we go right
Of wrong situations long, when you can't even think tight
And my view should be
A place just for the crews and g's
face to face
It ain't no losing sleep, be
A million niggas havin good times
We pass to Del, makin mail
Kickin good rhymes
The doors are open, so you're welcome to do biz quick tricks
Risin, surprisin, and down 6-6-6
If ya need my help
Below lets takin a limb
Better than them, yes I am
First Sermon I'm the man
(Chorus)
We havin church today
ehmmm, we havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Oh, Git out your seats, havin church today
Clap your hands we're havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Verse two
And ain't no such thing as a curfew
Cause when you're chillin on this vibe
Ain't nobody gonna hurt you
Relaxin, kickin and maxin
Strictly no packin, listenin to the sax, and
Takin time to the hole, is just another hobby troop
And plus I'm juiced, and Mike G is bringin barbecue
Sparin ribs
There it is, whoomp
Ain't no harm in movinU your arms
And feelin the groove
Bringin a ting-a-ling to your body. Move
And if ya can't
We're laying hands all over you
Close your eyes, and repeat after me
It ain't the power comin from pastor Snupe Lee
Phesto test
Your abilitys as you're an usher
Hush ya
Wit the silence of the spirits
Than rush ya
Wit your hand stand on the grand non-ficition
And hurry up so we can do the benediction
(Chorus)
Extra Prolific's havin church today
Souls of Mischief havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Em, Casual's havin church today
Yes the Shamen's havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
We're havin church today, 'em
My man Del's havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Oh, git out your seats havin church today, 'em
Yes we all havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Oh, what's going down...
Hieroglyphics..
For tha nine four
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14. _ In 20 Minutes
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15. _ [Untitled Hidden Track]
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