Lyrics:
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
"Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?"
[Signing receipt]
[F2:] "Just so I could have proof for my friends that
I met the biggest fuckin'
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
Two time for all my black excellence
The takeover is now (DJ Durel)
Hold it, hit it
Hit it two times with the base (one time, one time)
Two times
said don't trip and just wear black
He said she cool and they go back
If any problems, hit him back
I never had to, but now we're in tune
He facebook
would kick you in the button fly
And jump up and down on your skull 'til you fucking die
Y'all probably want to dance so ignore me
That club life ain't
America's Most drunk and blunted
Stick to fishes black widows kick this vicious
Hot shit bitch Wild Pitch
[Jah Skillz]
I'm
Black on black 'Lac with that two tone black chrome
We proud and black strong, we Multi black owned
This is black excellence
This is black excellence
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
[Freddie Foxx]
Mic check 1-2, strap it up, load the beat, cock the mic
And your rhyme better be fat, or you might have to fight
Yeah, there`s no
black bandana -
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta!)
Throw up ya flags!
-[Verse 2]-
You know me, I do what the gangstas do.
Give me about an hour
the dirt with Jake’s body.
She opened his eyes. Xs and Os. Two cold and distant stars, stuck in his skull, looking back at her. His mouth wasn’t moving, but
[Chorus: x2]
It's the J you are A
Capital S another S I see
Five MC's in the flesh
Bound to catch wreck
Hit the deck
'Cause we'll pop
Two serpents will rise together
Energizing the insurgency
Self-achieved individuals
Fabricating strong hearts/souls
Rise
Insurgence rise
Rise
black power
Put ya fist in the air and scream
black power
( Verse 2 )
If we wanna move forward gotta learn business
Cuz the wealthy ain't praying
of control
But I'm still alive
Go get me cigarettes
Watch the circus pass by
Two's up on an eighth
All back to mine
What a feeling
Got steep my sweet
One by one, they followed the sun,
One by one, until there were none.
Two by two, to their lovers they flew,
Two by two, into the foggy dew.
Tick-tock, tik-tok, marking off the tick box
Checking in on my - parole, I’m on the dole
The ty-coon re-elected by public opinion polls
Just got his
like a herpes whore
It's Murphy's Law everything goes wrong
But we stay strong like a serpent's jaw
Strangle you, kick you in the skull
Like a kangaroo
music I supply
And is it true, that it will make me strong
If I sleep with a women cause she likes my song
And is it true that I'm not a real black man
with two fists
Blam! to your chin Blam! to your skull
Now tell me who the brotha
With the biggest balls
Rhymes hittin' from here to Reno
Pesky like
us give us crack
Hella guns & state tax
We blow racks, niggas need 2 build
Strong together that's how I feel
Put the guns down, guns down
Wont shoot
never seen a million black men in one place
But on October 16, in Washington, D.C., a million black men will gather
"This is a mission, not a small
pan di gully haffi buy black
Mad Dawg & Leng & Danger come fuck up
Di two likkle lane you a try lock
Bounty a run a go buck up inna Pilot
Everybody
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