Lyrics:
the roof, off the vocal booth
Put hoes back on the track cause they loose
No one a never come there
I have 'em going quicker than city of angels left the air
a Muslim, and not an idolater
O Allāh! By Your wish we have arisen this morning; and by Your wish we come to the evening, and by Your will we live, and by
generation destroyed by madness
Starving hysterical naked
Dragging themselves through the
Negro streets at
Dawn looking for an angry fix
Angel headed hipsters
my name
G A B R I E L bitch we ain't the same
Body slammer with the hammer make you hoot and holler
It's a pity Imma strike you down true high flyer
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
then blast they lame as while you posing
We at the top scoping on how to take my shot
And make it pop and have ya thoughts smoking
Spots open, not
soldiers and troops
If you not ducking then you are a goose
None of my people are rats and snakes
Live by the motto whatever it takes
I got the power like
be serving 'em, right now
You heard I'm a murderer
I swear on everything
I ain't bowing to none of you
Put your guts on the motherfucking
Ground in
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
Yeah
You aint been about that life but you heard I was
You aint been about that life but you heard I was
Over here it's black and white we some
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out
We put her living in the tomb!
But I dared not, I dared not speak!
Yes, have I not heard her footsteps on the stair?
Yes, do I not
still a risk taker, let me put it in words
Can't still 2nd base and keep
Your foot on 1st been about 10 years since I
Been high off the Angel
Now Im
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
I'ma let em have it, take em for a ride, damn he wants to make me set it off
I'ma bury you muthafuckas without a coffin
Never taking no shorts we never
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
lingerie
and I think I heard the DJ call her Sauncerea
body route around the pole on her hands and her knees
18 half black and half vietnamese
looking like
get worse
We are dead men walking, living on the edge of the curb
Always offended, forcing our voices to be heard
Complaining 'bout the system like I do
Shrieks of torment could
be heard piercing the murky atmosphere, further
unnerving the petrified captives. Only one seemed
unaffected by all
Unu nuh badman
Yo perf
None ah Unu nuh bad man
Yo stig
None ah Unu ah badman (x2)
Written by : Cross di Nitro
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