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that while rollin in a ride at the same time Listen to the bassline By T.C. And my nigga named Black see Poem like d-o-p-e Sayin fresh rhymes for the RBL
[Wyclef] Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday Round up de posse, Fugee comin' around
the microphone Every posse KNOW we come in the dance we teach reality-ta-tee an' reality, reality-ta-ta-tee We nah deal with sickness and negativity We
think we care? I know that they are on the tip My posse from the Bronx is thick In real real life, we roll correctly A lot of suckers would like
ace You're being replaced by a stranger I injure, and escape like a ninja You got struck by a fucking revenger A bullet inserted in your head,
this is reality, the truth we speak The party ???? pump till we reach our peak Because boredom is babblish, mere anxiety Caused by stress through our
Check it out, it's the motherfucking c-o-u To the p now you're fucking with the real dudes Who will meet you with a fleet of brothers in the street
disrespecting us Because we're black-owned and won't sell out (Word) So check this out We need to get together And go to that other level of the game
pain And pleasure, in every single measure You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya Master
you resemble George A. Romero character in reality Bring your big posse You'll be a bunch of fertilized faggots, like Versace and Liberace Get
sucka MC Had a response You think we care? I know that they are on the tip My posse from the Bronx is thick And we're real live We walk
Infrared beamers keep ya posse on my penis Now it's on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex The abyss to this bitch who dis this click Bliss is hangin'
a rather proud Brother, originator of the Third Power Action the posse grows just like a flower Check it out, here's the scene The nightclub, you know