all she wrote
Who I do it for
You
You was clueless though
Actin' foolish hoe
True
I'm gettin' to the money
Like them Jewish folks
Uh-oh
My horoscope say
Let the truth be told
Beat the beat up
Til it turns
The Color Purple
Whoopi Gold
George Ali
Who could whoop me though
If I'm ready to die
Like Brooklyn's own
Yeah I stole yo heart
I'ma crook fasho
From the beginning
Knew I was different
The Lost Boys no Renee
More like the Truman Show
In Living Color
It's a Different World
Different Strokes
For different folks
Need a different girl
With a Bias Lens
I'm only in Lust
I can see in your eyes
I can't trust ya
To help me hide these sins
You need drama to survive
I'm alive when I spit
In the booth
With the S on my chest
Under this suit
But what's it to you
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
This shit go so hard
It's making you mad
Laugh, happy then sad
Cuz all of my syllables
Ain't trappin' for bags
I'd rather leave a legacy
As a man and a Dad
For spazzin' on tracks
Still gasping like I had
A asthma attack
In the lab from imagining
Goin' backwards
Back when i had to donate
Plasma for cash
While I hold yo' favorite rappers for ransom
In the back of a van
Strapped wit no mask
Cuz in order to be the goat
You must sacri- the lamb
In the name of the christ
With the passion I am
Like it was written
From the fruit of the forbidden
The rest is history man
Cuz' this was meant to be man
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
What does it mean to you
To see it through
I'm motivated
By all the things
They put my people through
If you need some motivation
I believe in you
They don't see what I see in you
Now I need you to
See it too
We deserve better
This is bigger than me you
Tough love
Ain't me being mean to you
I'm teaching you
To Plan B
So you won't be the fool
You might hate
That you end up with a decent dude
But I'm a Rolling Stone
I need to be free to roam
Yeah
That seems to be the move
I'll be doing you a favor
By leaving you
I'll apologize later
Didn't mean it boo
I got tunnel vision
Chasing dreams on a scenic route
Broken promises
I meant to keep em' too
But we gon' break even
When he get through
You know I'm Bad
Glove in hand mic jack
Thriller in Manila
All Eyes On Me and you
Against the world
That's my agenda
I surrender
Just know I'm a winner
I put on
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
You
You was clueless though
Actin' foolish hoe
True
I'm gettin' to the money
Like them Jewish folks
Uh-oh
My horoscope say
Let the truth be told
Beat the beat up
Til it turns
The Color Purple
Whoopi Gold
George Ali
Who could whoop me though
If I'm ready to die
Like Brooklyn's own
Yeah I stole yo heart
I'ma crook fasho
From the beginning
Knew I was different
The Lost Boys no Renee
More like the Truman Show
In Living Color
It's a Different World
Different Strokes
For different folks
Need a different girl
With a Bias Lens
I'm only in Lust
I can see in your eyes
I can't trust ya
To help me hide these sins
You need drama to survive
I'm alive when I spit
In the booth
With the S on my chest
Under this suit
But what's it to you
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
This shit go so hard
It's making you mad
Laugh, happy then sad
Cuz all of my syllables
Ain't trappin' for bags
I'd rather leave a legacy
As a man and a Dad
For spazzin' on tracks
Still gasping like I had
A asthma attack
In the lab from imagining
Goin' backwards
Back when i had to donate
Plasma for cash
While I hold yo' favorite rappers for ransom
In the back of a van
Strapped wit no mask
Cuz in order to be the goat
You must sacri- the lamb
In the name of the christ
With the passion I am
Like it was written
From the fruit of the forbidden
The rest is history man
Cuz' this was meant to be man
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
What does it mean to you
To see it through
I'm motivated
By all the things
They put my people through
If you need some motivation
I believe in you
They don't see what I see in you
Now I need you to
See it too
We deserve better
This is bigger than me you
Tough love
Ain't me being mean to you
I'm teaching you
To Plan B
So you won't be the fool
You might hate
That you end up with a decent dude
But I'm a Rolling Stone
I need to be free to roam
Yeah
That seems to be the move
I'll be doing you a favor
By leaving you
I'll apologize later
Didn't mean it boo
I got tunnel vision
Chasing dreams on a scenic route
Broken promises
I meant to keep em' too
But we gon' break even
When he get through
You know I'm Bad
Glove in hand mic jack
Thriller in Manila
All Eyes On Me and you
Against the world
That's my agenda
I surrender
Just know I'm a winner
I put on
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
Yeah
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she what
Credits
Writer(s): Daryl Burch
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