[Intro ? One.Be.Lo] {*Beatboxing*} Aight, I'm ready How y'all doin out there? What's goin on? Yo, check this out [Verse 1] November 7th, 1976, now that
: [Intro ? One.Be.Lo] {*Beatboxing*} Aight, I'm ready How y'all doin out there? What's goin on? Yo, check this out [Verse 1] November 7th, 1976, now
enough of spending And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and
be heavy I don't mean to be heavy Maybe 'Lo you should lighten up I really would if I could But I really don't think that anybody shell out enough And
Jay-Z] Yeah yeah, Hova Hova We takin over soldier, told ya it's murdaa I'm here for that paper playa, fuck one time I'm here ta break ya playa one nine
I don't wanna be your Superman I just wanna be your man and I'll be super, baby You'll be standin' in the sun shine I'll be standin' right here in the
tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from the Fifth,
put up a fence We movin on, tell the crew it's on [Cee-Lo] 'Kay, here it go They call me Sugar Baby Shi-da-loh I'm one fourth of the migh-ty G-double
I seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy, maybe 'Lo you should lighten up I really would if I could but I really don't think That anybody shell out
seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy Maybe 'Lo you should lighten up I really would if I could But I really don't think that anybody shell out enough
niggas be lookin' at us Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
as mine And my life's the same as yours We all standin' in the same, same shit I thank God and Khalifani anybody else got infected Or willin' to be infected
keep your business clean Else there won't be no harps and angels coming for you It'll be trombones, kettle drums, pitchforks, and tambourines." Sing it like they did for me one
but still yo, it's love here And it's felt by anybody that come here Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here Must be something that they really want here One
re tasting what I gave ya Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of nature With, the images that I hold in my head I be the kid from the Fifth
