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on the facial, gun buck by the naval
Disciple could blaze you, we laced it with embalming fluid
Rhymin' to music all this time
Fightin' 'bout how Kane and Rakim
To the ordinary sidewalks you were born to roam

Rock of ages, love contagious, shine the serpent fire

So sang the sage of sixteen summers in the upstairs choir
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
To the ordinary sidewalks you were born to roam

Rock of ages, love contagious, shine the serpent fire

So sang the sage of sixteen summers in the upstairs choir
don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, 'cause you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I
somebody rocks at night
And if they get shot they offer shit should the cops
Now tell me this ain't livin foul
She just had a baby child and she's back
blinded by cultural ignorance and steady judging
But judge not, lest ye may be judged
For the judgment ye judge ye shall surely be judged, you gets no
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh)
Hennessy (Hennessy)

Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death
I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath
Want to live my life
Want to rock my shows (No)
Ya young punks with ya loose ass lips
I keep a AR with them loose ass clips
What type of real nigga name
believe we [ON]
20 inch rims doing donuts, word is [BORN]
Big bucks make bitches go nuts
Aaa the mystro's ice glow like a light show now
can't slow down, I
born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
Sucka nigga want to test me but he can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're death-ly
Now I
Born Allah...
Sweet Daddy Grace...
The Supreme Being...
Love Allah...
Ill Boogie...

Rap is my bitch, but right now she got me pissed
to rip it up
So buck and get fucked stuck like Chuck bitch, now that ass is out of luck
I'm from the ruts of the city strictly ghetto born
Swoll up hard
L's up
On the block with the fiends that cop the rock
In the drop with the gleam that rock the rock
Yeah, I eat pork, I ain't god but I'm buildin
Little Rodney and you'll get all of your ribs cracked
In a location where slanging crack rock is not seen as a fuckin' recreation but a vocation
thought I couldn't flow
To a track laid back by Kid Rock G
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want this getto
said, "If I can't smoke none, she can't either!"
She grabbed my closely by my socks
So I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But um, they
Bear witness to the god  young thugs don't live long 
Life is a game of chess ( you play the pawn)  knowledge I born 
Walk a righteous path  you
need help
I get the job done so all you fake rappers, MC's rap masters
Give it up leave that rappin' to me
Realizin' young buck you can't rock that
because of they father (shhh)

[Chorus] - 2X

Smoked and loaded and fucked up by a locked up
On some niggaz who try to get buck
In the fashion,
What's the deal
What's up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here
Fa real
Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist
Rock the world
Get freaked
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
my wicked flow
Wu-tang on the go, never slow time to blow
Up so wuzz up, you better duck or get buck
Live cool shortie who don't give a flying fuck
so my soul 
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A