Passion According to St. Matthew, BWV 244: 75. Aria (Bass): Mache dich, mein Herze, rein

歌詞

Awwwwww Shit Whatcha do wrong, show em how ya do it Awwwwww Shit Introducing the 24/7, yeah yeah Step into the new millenium I'm try'na see a million Big Willie in the condominium With the five double o Benzido come get it And the redbone that come widdit we gon get it all and Y'all gon see how we get it all legitimate New York City it be shifty, strictly for thew ones that move quickly If you wit me then come get me, I be in the cut like what up wit the butta Shut em down like DT's, smooth on your infantry Strategically we touch her, and rearrange your frame structure You need security to mentally and spiritually malnourish Your style is fragile and underdeveloped like premature infants You couldn't fathom how I'm havin it Baggin it push your guns to the sun imagin it Where your funds put the half in it Bite your tongues drop the ave in it Attract ones like a mag-a-net Ill like Reggie in the baby carriage with the cigar Don't call me niggar, respect me like Allah If I ruled the world like Escobar me and my dogs In the resevoire eatin caviar For the fuck of it we touchin it You get nones of it like the covenant Give it to you in details, three scales to weigh the dope shit We come wit, 11.99 retail no dumb shit (Chorus x2) We about to make you move your feet 24/7 days a week Make you wanna just reach your peak Wit the words and the way we speak Low key like toast be, just in case the world blow Before you get to know we airmen like Tuskeegee The way we flow see do a show before we go On the diggy low, we hit your ho wit the Mo yo Send your regards, who bend your squads, defend your yards Enter through the back door like task force Specifically give you what you ask for like them last four MC's pass more gas than a fat broad at a buffet B.I.G. off like Puffay, I been a Bad Boy since the days of Gumby Skills flow from me freely like diarreah (rasberry sound) I don't wanna be a playa I been, in the game way before you came So I'ma be here when you ghost, you ain't suppose to sweat that We did that so step back and watch em stack like bricks 24/7 where your head at? (Chorus x2) We got the Bronx on the mic and the drummer on the beat All of them together is trick or the treat So listen up to the way that we creep Cause I know there's not many We gon give you what you need (Chorus 2)