Lyrics:
kwamen voort vanuit ellende
Get je scars voor de lessen uit de car moeten kleppen
Damn we lost a lot of members en m'n jongens doen kalenders
Sluit m'n
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
on the airwave and it's yours, pick the heart of your choice.
Friends and lovers, give a call, make a match - by the sound of a voice.
Why-o-you-n-g -f-are-
pour faire un carnage et puis fuir
Je n'ai pas besoin de bla-bla
Ni même de leur passe-droit
Ni même de leur case nase
Moi je rappe comme ça me chante
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer
Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
falling down
I'm a diamond in the rough - Hoping I get found
Puffing Inspirado I been Smoking by the pound
And now it's N to the izzo - v to the izzay
the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
So remember why you hate me
I'm Naughty By Nature you're Severed By
I'll start cause only Jah will create it
I'll just name it Edutainment
People sit and they look at my album
like a problem, they try
cannot finesse the finesser
9 millimeter on the dresser
Right next to the dragon dagger
By the green ranger
I eat up a rapper for entertainment
[Talking]
Man, who would've thought I would've made it this far?
It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you (c'mon)
It's only
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't
Head by the daily, damn I forgot her name, think it was Hailey
Leave and come in a Mercedes
God damn, I'm crazy with rabies
Fuckin' around with
exploring the urbanite theme
Picture the setting and picture the scene
This is a personal album, all of the things about me, are not what they seem
This is
But the crouching tiger just might get
Broken down by a writer
Yeah the passenger hopped out
But you got shot by the driver
There's a killer like
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
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