Lyrics:
beat out the pound (Yeah)
She eat my kids, she not welcome at playgrounds
Just like a boxer, we doin' them rounds (Beat 'em up)
Weigh on the scale, tell
a playground
No worries mama
We ain't leaving shit until they faced down
We skiing up and hoping out on foot they bring they ass around
Stop with the
Motherfucking mayhem
I should go
And trade logos with days in
I'm in the game now,
They want me laid down
This motherfuckin' playground
So
for me and you
Hey, let's go down to the beach
Build sand castles by the sea
Hey, let's go
It's going to be fun for you and me
Put on our swim suit,
it wasn't for a burger
I'm a Clinton hub thug, and the green bloods get no love
And in Marcy, I really see niggaz cough up a lung
But I'm really tryin'
get out my way now
Posted up with bro we got them glocks n you get laid down
Runnin' up that guap we paper chase can't fuck with lames now
The way we
where they don't know how to give up laiy laiy
So sad source of hapinness now nah only kai kai
Grant my wishes Oluwa make i tell poverty bye bye
Marcy
of YouTube
Tsk
I'm a motherfuckin' prodigy
Doin' it for Yoko
That nigga would be proud of me
He's always lookin' down on me
One day we'll meet up probably
But
Not from Marcy but they coughing up a lung
Got the fiends dancing when the thunder come
Prom night, hammer in the cummerbund
Number one, uh
Slung, I
you're old
So misunderstood they say
You're up to no good
And now we're trying our best
To start it over again
If I'd had met you at the playground
Before
Come feel this power
File in my unforgivable sense of entry
while you live a few hours
In my playground sliding up and down my tower
Our bond,its three
just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
'Cause I keep the beats
up like that, you need to pipe down
Lyrics all cap need to go put the mic down (cap)
Bullets fly by this shit windy like Chi-Town
Don't sleep
the youngest out of Marcy and the shit don't stop
Steppin' up to the top 'bout to have shit locked.
You want hits? We got hits
Nothin' but the hot hits,
and Montgomery,
from President to Rogers, they all deserve homage,
from Marcy to Tompkins, Broadway down to the junction,
the Hook to Gowanus to Sunset,
at
Went from carousels to life spinning man whats the fun in that
We was just lil kids on the playground
Had to grow up real fast we couldnt stay round
changing
(There's no proof) those aren’t clouds
Those are way down
Ain't no love in the playground
(Now I'm speaking truly loud) go away!
Chained
Beats is bangin, Hooks did it (Game's fucked up)
Lyrics didn't, Gangsta look did it
This rapping shit, what you know about it
Block seem lit, in
I broke it down into sections
Argued with god bout perfection
I got some flaws but they the best ones
When I pull up they gon get in
Models can't
de superarme me reiré
Take trips, take flights, I feel like I'm on a playground
Big drip, big ice, diamonds dancin' all the way down
Sabés que me lo
, fifty-two block track we slap up
Playground maneuver, jet to Vancouver like this
Two Kahluas one chick she's German Luger
Get the shit on, light a fresh
on me
Lights go up, when the sun goes down
These city streets, are the new playground
It'll call you out, like a siren's sound
And we'll dance 'til
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
Check me out on my way up
On track, tryna stay up
Ain't no room in my heart
For no fake love
Imma do it my way now
Girl, slide like a playground
KC
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