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all night 'cause my dog don't sleep ('cause my dog don't sleep, yeah)
Used to live a nightmare, I ain't had no dream, yeah (I ain't had no dream)
Seen
minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned
That's opposition, wetttin me competition
Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see
by myself, by myself
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
The exhale's volcanic, the inhale is seismic
So brothers just panic when the Live one arrives with
The natural ability to run through your crew
On 2
Start off by saying that I am the greatest then question myself what kinda great is this
We live in a state of hell I'm in a state of mind
Where I
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s is paid - that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
sound of this, something's comin'
You can picture like a photograph, envision the image
Of one-two-fifth street and Lenox
The old folks their souls
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
Malcolm-Jamal
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the ball
Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down
Ain't a muthafuckin' crew we can't run
It's a kodak moment
We the three live crew
She like dark skin niggas
Like I'm kodak to
Bitch I'm in the strip club
With ho you call boo
And she
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
My crew in the front got it locked
My live niggas in the back got the gats
Yo, we true to this black
4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate
I did it all for the two lined S
Stackin Cheddar could take forever
Tell the truth I’m blessed
Move on up from that futon
Your crew got plex
With
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
But I'll put politics in rap
Do the math
This is Al Gore Rhythm
This crew rapping at the back of Al's Store Rhythm
I'm the truth on a mic
Lyrics bag
the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this
of the question, stop the guessin
it's hot, flows provin I pack cause my dough's movin
My whole crew up in this muh'fucker
We spray corners, stand there like you got
Deadly kid.. yo!
"C'mon!" "One two!"
"The numba one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Method]
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
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