Lyrics:
the gang
You gon' find out that we run town (Run town)
Momma always used to tell me
To be home by sundown (Sundown)
Now its 3 AM, yeah, I'm just havin' fun
Don't
Waste my time
Cut the check it cost a dime
Tick tick tick
Times a tick
You only getting dick
If you cut the check
It's hard to get up high
In
Am I average, or above
This right here mean a lot when you cut from the mud
Get high off the music, lost in the buzz
Off the bass and the snare go
the first place you were close but never done enough
No face means no case if I cut you off it was not love
Love me or hate me I got it
Getting caught up with
the reverb, and cut the bass
Life's been cluttered, man I need space
So unmotivated, life's a race
I been running fast, but I stay in place and
I hate to see it
release, rhyme scheme tak ada tapis
Newbie rapper's takda sound bunyi tertinggal bass
MVL needs space like the missing tooth
Break faces them emcee's when
to speak that tongue boy, we don't use that type of slang
Cut the chatter, get the choppa then we put it to your brain
Better put some more respect next time
trunk
Only smoke on that shit that smells like a skunk
Grouped together and equally subjugated
Exact clones made by a simple cut and paste
Feel my words
You're the real Jack Frost (Jack Frosty)
I'm still showin' love, by the way (by the way)
They try and drag your name through the mud every day
I'm
explode your game
Blake be hard when I spray the bar
Jump on the mic
Get strung like a bass guitar
Chase the art till I make my mark
While the crews chop
I can understand
They like to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each other out
But you crossin' the line by puttin your hands on 'em
And nobody ever
The bass starts roll bid your fans farewell
'Cause the chance of you winnin' is like snowin' in hell
My rhymes are more than a tasket, a tisket
Too
A new sound is sweeping across London
Jungle music is heavily influenced by the Dancehall sounds of Jamaica
It combines a mixture of fast drums
[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's
the time I'm in the cut
Don't want you to notice me
Roll with me and you'll see that I'm only awkward socially
Half the time I'm spiteful, double barrel
missed me by an inch
Then it blasted in the pay phone
Then I jet to the west to get my bulletproof vest
From Madlib
A void rhyme entering my chest
goin while the others are prayin
That I, cut, this, rhyme, short
In order, so, they, can +Break North+
Far, out of my range
Dodgin scanners, repulsive
motherfuckers are my family but a few of 'em grimey
And they been waiting for someone to bring that evil shit by me
I'm just a free bird
Bass burn all through
I just popped a bean
On the south side
Lights keep on flashing by me in the moonlight
Yeah let my bitch hold it just for one night
Then I gotta cut
Switching lanes with a bankroll
Big escrow
Make money when i lay low
100 bands off the lot tho
My vatos
We one hunnid
With it cut throat
Big
the fuck out my face
Got damn get the fuck out the way
I rock bands but don't fuck with the bass
You pop xans and don't watch what you say
We spot hands like
(Why you got them saved?)
How you been by the way? (How ya been?)
Do you wan' hear what I got to say?
Treat me like I can be tamed
It's real fucked up by
you're too afraid to try
And nobody knows you're barely getting by
It's the same old cycle
Same old ending
How can I just keep pretending
It's
artificial intellect or lines crafted by software to cut a check
Nah, these lines were written fresh in indigo ink or black
You can fact check it for
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