Lyrics:
And it's war tryin' crab these Bones
Bring on ya stretchers ya dearly departed
Ya rest in the coffin for daring to cross this,
Come and get that ass
I'ma take it to the grave
Only way some of y'all gone live
I been grinding everyday
Got to enjoy this while I'm still here
See through them clear,
bring that thunder
Its da Yung boi turned 2 a grown man
At most I waive da hands
I ain't come n here 2 dance
If that's yo lane do ya thang but just stay
before it’s picking on me
Judge just gave a n***a 50 like he Tay k
He ain’t even kill the n***a he ain’t do the race
I’m tryna tell my n***a slow down you
Get your bags, that gin n' juice, and wait by the railroad track
So ladies, bring your friends, and please make sure they're fine
And hurry up, 'cause
can't GET IT
I'm TOO READY TO DO IT TO EM
TO MANY GUN OUT HERE GET PULLED
TO MANY SLUGDES OUT HERE GET BUST
LEAVE you're BRAIN MATTER BONE FRAGMENTS
ND
Leading the game we don't follow
If we jump on the streets then u know we go loco
Am killin' it
Bout to bring it up n then I'll celebrate
Step up in
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
your crew
Shawty, get it, y'all can't get it like we do
Got it lowkey poppin' over here (yh yh)
We got it lowkey poppin' over here (yh yh)
We got it
And the children have been scarred, no one's here to care 'bout 'em
And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we like it they calling y'all, but fuck
featuring Phiness
Chorus: Phiness
We came here to party join together everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
a way
[Mary J. Blige]
To bring some understanding here today
[N'Sync]
Barricades can't block our way
[Darren Hayes]
Don't punish me with brutality
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
started to arguin'
Here's a message to the young folks
Don't try this at home
Don't start it early like Tech N9ne
Wait till you are grown
When I
[Puffy]
When night falls - that's when it all begins
Be prepared; we can allow no loose ends
I highly recommend y'all bring your arms
This is no
Like DAYUM
I just want to smoke my shit
Couple blizzys to the face
N’ I don’t care about shit
Like damn
Roll out, with the windows down
Sunset
By
manifold entreaties, many a tear,
Many a sad kiss by day and night renew'd
(Sure that all evil would come out of it)
Besought him, supplicating, if he cared
were always better than
N if You wanna make it you gone make it
You different
K, just tell me who out here is really that gifted?
Stay on your grind
telling u right here)
It’s just like when I sit back n hit that blunt
Mind start to race n shit
(Mind going crazy)
I really get to thinking
(What I’m
party time
This is how we do it
'Cause Su-Elise, Alesha, Sabrina bring the rhyme
This is how we do it, it's Friday night
And I feel all right
the walk
We grimy, we dirty in New York, New York
Blood spill around here and don't care about court
You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short
drive me wild like a roller coaster
I been givin' you my last n' all I ask is for to bring me closure
I'm feelin' lost and alone by myself
Like how they
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