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Around the World

Yeah, praise Jesus

(Quiet on the set)

One time, baby

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen

(Let's get this money, baby)

In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, baby

(Yeah, boy, chase the cat productions in the house)

Let's get this money baby

(Playalitical on the track)

One time, baby, one time, baby

(Bizzy Bone, the midwest cowboy, bone thugs)

As we travel around the world

Stacking that paper, stacking that paper

And tell me what's really, really, real good

I keep it popping, so these haters coming to hate us

(Get off, get off)

I can answer you quicker than them

Shall I begin keeping my mouth closed

Keeping my mouth closed

I don't chase when they fucking with me

You don't fuck with me when I'm down and out though

When I'm down and out though

I keep a map and they jealous of me

They're jealousy is no doubt, ya'll, no doubt, ya'll

And looking for something, they want to attack

Pushing 'em back, knocking 'em out cold, knocking 'em out cold

What do you want from me, they don't want your dreams

They want reality

They get up inside your head, you tell 'em, "I'm dead"

I tell 'em, "Get outta be"

Will they try to rob me, in the direction we chill?

I'm only moving by the grace of the Lord, it's God's will

Huh, go get that vital money, fo' real

They better not fuck with us, we get 'em, honey, what the deal

They go the other testing, mic checker, dipping skill

For somebody dippin' in fluids, baby

I don't want nothing but liquor and beer

Listening into the hearts of a Bizzy, apart of me, time to grow

And if you don't me now, what do I know bout myself, I'm taking it slow

Admit it, I'm a little bit different than others

I'll tell you the story I know bout the church and you my brother

You my brother

As we travel around the world

Stacking that paper, stacking that paper

And tell me what's really, really, real good

I keep it popping, so these haters coming to hate us

(Get off, get off)

If kid, you was fighting me, fighting behind me

Give me some money or give me some change

Steadily working to keep it moving

If it was grooving, I'd do it again

What I don't know, this place to be playing

And treating the knowledge

Don't weak up the rhyme and they probably think that I'm crazy

My brain will be running, I'm coming to die, my

Come in a time, medical federal, what is known, don't have to be spoken

Do it congruently, making the music so truly

I'm keeping it moving and leaving the secrets of picking

And moving in silence, evidently I don't want no Bentley, baby

I'm keeping it quiet, roll out, they start a riot, no, now

Baby, don't even try it, no doubt

Picking up his diet to get the mission with precision

As the superstition set aside, showdown

I smoke the chronic, baby, peace release me is mine, is mine

Don't play, baby

(I stay in this muthafucka)

And better don't play, baby

(Gonna go get a beer)

Handle your business and diminish the thoughts

The elevation of survival when it's vital, the rock, the rock

Dedication of the love for myself, the love for my wealth

The love for my stealth, the love of everybody else

And I'm coming to meet that little baby, you staying on top

You know what we do, baby, solid as a muthafuckin' rock

As we travel around the world

Stacking that paper, stacking that paper

And tell me what's really, really, real good

I keep it popping, so these haters coming to hate us

(Get off, get off)

And don't even worry when we scurry up in the flurry

It's getting blurry in the stormy of the purgatory, the thought for me

Wanna eat with the angels, be patient, still wait for the party, baby

What party, I party, you and your body, baby

Right here, right now, get 'em up when they get down

Shake thoughts, don't ever get caught, now let me pray now

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen

In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, Amen

You better believe it, I will say it again

(Jesus)

From this day forth, God willing

Lean back chilling, precious medal of steel, titanium

Nine percent of the cranium, baby, you feel me

No adultery, adultery, when I see, I see, we kill 'em

Stay dry for me daddy, baby, sunset

Come get a taste of what you never had, you ain't come yet

When we raise up the one, yes, poppa he guide you

Standing right beside you, in the midst of the storm

Baby, I ride with you, never die, not in spirit

It can't get much fucking clearer, did you hear it

Yes

As we travel around the world

Stacking that paper, stacking that paper

And tell me what's really, really, real good

I keep it popping, so these haters coming to hate us

(Get off, get off)

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