Lyrics:
to eat...before me
my sacrifice is street glory.
But I'm headed up North instead...
12 kicked the door in. two in cuffs one dead...we losing.
We declining but
fill the block, the fun stops
Niggas is callin' cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped carin', last night
Two kids shot while
SOMETHIN OFF OF NOTHIN
WHILE THESE NIGGAS MAKE ASSUMPTION
SECOND GUESSING EVERY MOVE
I BE BOUT THE REVENUE
GRINDIN DOWN THE AVENUE
9 TO 9
10 & 2
99
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
of my gal
When Mike Jack made "Raining in
Moscow" I had no style
Tommy Boy stocking on my scalp
And that was like ninety-five
Now it's twenty-ten
Two
high
So I, just walked on by
Saying my, oh, my
I ain't gon' let no other girl start troublin'
Lose someone like you, you must be joking
1, 2, 3,
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
, before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
todos são fracos
1 2 3 4 capitães que eu retalho
Subjugo cada Hollow a base da força
Nenhum deles pode suportar minha pressão
Se pretendem me seguir vem
I'm cypress hill in '95
Or HOV in '99
Smoking Mother Nature and killing Father Time
Essentially I'm divine
Regardless I'm finna get what's mine
I
We going to Cuba wit' this one
Yea, I been rehabilitated, rejuvenated
And most important relocated
So now, with no further to do
[Chorus: x2
correct, you don't want none of me.
(chorus)
X2
I keep hearin' what you sayin'
"Yo Hammer, we knowin' New York's on the wayin'"
I don't care where you from,
How the fuck you think I ever got this far?
By bootin' motherfuckers like a shootin' star
'Cause I'm out to show, that I'm a dope MC
Think crack had
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2. Garcia Diez,
fill the block, the fun stops
Niggas is callin' cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped carin', last night
Two kids shot while
and mine, that's why you drowsy. This feeling crept up on me. fuck all the chatter. fuck the latter (ladder) uh. Still climbing up the hierarchy. Two Kings by
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Unieście witki skręcają się bletki od nawijki
Od bitu tu skręcają się fifki
Tabasko
too too (x2)
Rrrrtatatam
Ba ba bam
Bitches on my dick go dumb dadadumb
I don't give a fuck
I just wanna have fun
Chasing the bag
Like I need all your
to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
You a brave girl
I'm a brave
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
A fox got a hole and a bird got a nest
But the son of man got no place to rest
I'm giving conscious rap a home
Come one come all, my 99 sisters
a murder after midnight
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)
Say what?
3 or 4 minutes
The Thunder Rodeo
Through the pages of Earth's long history, The Posse's back in the saddle
With a Rattlesnake Hiss
"DON'T TREAD ON ME!"
I'm a veteran in
Stuck at my 99% but I know I'm a 10
Out of my hundred percent
Waiting for one but I know that I can't
Hold on any longer calling regret
Life one hell
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