Around The World Lyrics - The Midwest Cowboy - Bizzy Bone

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)