Lyrics:
the skull took my sons eyesight
The next year they tried to take my son whole life
4 months at his bed side by myself
Righting this rhyme chocked up
In pain,
Yeah, I'm up like 30 in the 4th
You niggas been done, stick the turkey with the fork
Informant ass nigga should be laying off the pork
Persuasive negligee
bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was
rap was a whore you couldn't hit it
I make it my business
Twenty four seven to try and stick it
[kuniva]
Gotta get it
I gotta give it to you non
get that shit)
Back the fuck up before I use my gat
Spray two to your neck and four to your back
It's the hardcore warrior, straight from Medina
get that shit)
Back the fuck up before I use my gat
Spray two to your neck and four to your back
It's the hardcore warrior, straight from Medina
[Havoc]
What up nigga Havoc yea that grimy bastid
Get outlasted you on some pretty rap shit
Fuckin wit thugs violate this, one in
vivid
The voices scream n killing
My heart been racing
But the coroner can’t tell this difference
Bad days by the beach
A storm is on horizon
My brain
the other three Police did nothing to prevent it
Then they should tell these four Police what they tell all of us in the hood
Tell it to the Judge
Well I
that he's dramatic
Just tryna find a way to boost his social media status
Locked up in a room with no consume, you're free to panic
It's madness,
the ballon d'or
At thirty four you feel the energy never give up don't hate my fate
They said roads ain't for me I'm blessed and I believe
Talking about belief
Try to murder all my friends
Frik u bro i aint got non of them
Im comming for your heart
Cut it out make you heartless
Im commin through the dark
get us a connection with these bars cause it Means something
A man only get love if he bring something
Show up empty handed and they mean mugging
They
I woke up thinking, fuck, I'm alive again Pop a blunt, sit behind again
Thinking, where do I begin
When's it gonna be my time to win
You can't
bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was
[Mad Child]
I've lost track of my body count
The amount is enormous
Dropped in sector four
Non-conformist intimidates
Eliminating all heads
To the doorway this is your day come get a foretaste
Dinner served, word up yo! soul food and it's gourmet
Hey! Behind the clouds and the mouths full of mystery
WHAT? (X4).
Rockin' no stoppin',
we're rocking non-stop.
We're taking the clock in,
rockin' 'round the clock.
The substance is on my brain and I gotta do
imagination, so me, I think big non-stop
Turning negatives into positives, it's kind of hard and its doing a lot
So what we do? We smoke our pot
Create some
3rd Bass got dissed by X-Clan
It was a crazy time in hip-hop
"Follow the Leader" was my shit back then, and got crazy props
[Verse Two]
Coca-Cola,
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