[Intro]
Come on (Come on)
Take it back (Take it back)
70's style (Style)
I'll do, anything
All y'all old school Studio 54ers
That's, my, word!
[Chorus]
There's nothing in the world that I won't do
I'll give my world to you, if you want me to
I'll do, anything, anything
That's, my, word!
[Verse 1]
O.D.'n on this one fleein, all eyes seein
Dominant supreme being, face the mental
Deep concentration break the point on a pencil
Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche?
Shit that I been through is cause for parental
Discretions no question my Westside Connections
L.A. Confidential, world don't stop
'less it's meant to, Staten residentials, you wit it?
Wu-Tang, Forever and a day, 'til I'm old and decayed
I'm commited; look ma, we did it
Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn
And my baby girl, did it my way, take the low road
On the highway, out the sunroof, yellin
"Thank God it's Friday!" Show a nigga love
If he got my sound pull the plug
He's not underground, call him mud
When I flood the airwaves
Household and stairways (Rainy days)
Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends
If I got twenty, my brother get ten
Now let the madness begin motherfuckers!
Come on (Come on)
Take it back (Take it back)
70's style (Style)
I'll do, anything
All y'all old school Studio 54ers
That's, my, word!
[Chorus]
There's nothing in the world that I won't do
I'll give my world to you, if you want me to
I'll do, anything, anything
That's, my, word!
[Verse 1]
O.D.'n on this one fleein, all eyes seein
Dominant supreme being, face the mental
Deep concentration break the point on a pencil
Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche?
Shit that I been through is cause for parental
Discretions no question my Westside Connections
L.A. Confidential, world don't stop
'less it's meant to, Staten residentials, you wit it?
Wu-Tang, Forever and a day, 'til I'm old and decayed
I'm commited; look ma, we did it
Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn
And my baby girl, did it my way, take the low road
On the highway, out the sunroof, yellin
"Thank God it's Friday!" Show a nigga love
If he got my sound pull the plug
He's not underground, call him mud
When I flood the airwaves
Household and stairways (Rainy days)
Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends
If I got twenty, my brother get ten
Now let the madness begin motherfuckers!
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