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a lead
Put me in a class im a cold blooded assassin
Rapping on a beat im catching bodies by harassing
Undefeated streak i murder characters by dissing
Kill

but he pigeoned by the toe
Off the wock wit the glock but i ain't slippin by the sto
This bitch suck dick and snort coke she a different typa hoe
Big 40

The kids are on the street
They're tappin' their feet
Listen to the music
They follow the beat
Catastrophe
Cause they don't like neat
Three of them

the way
Marquis Hill, of course, Cecile
Kamasi and Jazzmeia's ill
Stefon will thrill
Mixing the beats with artistry
Reaching the streets and bringing heat

black dragon
ballz through the street
let me pause on the beat
Ain't flaws when I floss cause my flaws so unique
yeah
fist of the north star yet you didnt

clearer

I took the streets
All the paths that I had beat
I was looking for a lover
Who could give me what I want

Shake little babe
Bring my hands

yo  I live by the rules 
 Ten commandments was my guide as one of my tools And teaching the children up in the schools 
Kids on the streets I'm trying

[Loonie Tunez Beat Squad]
[It's Anutha Decio Beat, OK]

Chorus
- All my niggas with the shit,
I might stand alone, but I aint by myself,
F*** N****

through the street)
Got snow on the beat (got snow on the beat)
Got some gifts by the tree (got some gifts by the tree)
And a front row seat (And a front

better spell it right boy
I'm a street from G's, homes by the team
Detoxify ab Ceffi
Shining like a little star, but big star

Big star, ya fucking these

been stabbed in the back by people who wasn't behind me
Same way I lose, I win
No do not want them by me
I been trynna find my way in the world but I'm

And all is left to Jerusalem
Yeah, Ah
Holiness only by Name

If Jay-Z can rap about NYC
Then why can't I rap about the Holy City
Of Jerusalem, that's

know we got the streets on lock

Wolf in sheeps cloathing never wuz part of the flock bitch

Walking down the street watch how you approach me

Im from

our souls
From cold guns
Shoguns in the streets with beveled blades
And no sons
Yet these kids spittin image of their face
Got no love
Wondering where

bitch yeah
I'm a certified BandChop fucking repper
If you see me in the streets, then try it
You would fucking never
All I fear is God cause I know that I

about the bitch but her waistline
No Roddy Rich, I beat tha box about 8 times
Fuck all of the fame, I just want all of the wealth
I don't play by

got to watch your
Back in this neighborhood
Been that way for a long time, man
That ain't cool at all

Listen to the story as we rap to the beat
As we

Albums in the world
But we'll take a swing at it
Yo GDR
Thank you for this beat
Goddam right
Goddam right
That's a GDR beat
It started it off in Corona

Beware the witch up on Cripple Creek Street
Don't you think that your shit don't stink
And I cannot be beat so easily, like you're dreaming
This little

stay on dnd
Lil momma a big bird, know she belong to the streets
And I'm not talking sesame, hit hoes by three like pistol Pete (brr, brr)
More solid

still right down the street
And I ain't give myself no time, I ain't even write on this beat

You got some shit you wanna say, come on so I can get your

to prove I got too much to show
I know these raps are worth platinum and gold
Plus in these streets it get cold Yeah I know I changed
I'm tired of hearing

to make us be quiet. I'm tired I'm sick of all the blood in these streets. I'm tired of hearing rappers rapping murder on beats. I'm tired of seeing people

mashing up beats,

Big man from the 244, 
Roll deep with the boys in a 4 by 4,
You’re dumb if ya come for war, 
Whole fleet show up on your front door for