Lyrics:
the school of hard knocks and Glocks my
Clan is hostile and got mad moss for blocks so
Feel the force of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I attack
When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in
Puerto Rican kids on the block were cool
We got along, we all knew right from wrong
By far, we got a dose that life was hard
A Spanish we were close
And went as deep as Killa Joe on the corner drinkin Ripple
Plus, Puerto Rican kids on the block were cool
We got along, we all knew right from wrong
By
star
I do this shit for my fans, my brother he is a block star
He amazing with the pans
I just want all of my niggas to ball
I just want all of my
The trumpets don't play, there is no choir
The church right down the block
Has a TV show and a giant flock
But the Lord will bless them both the same
All that
bought toast and got life (you remember Juice?)
General Emanuel, cell block, cold crop
Got bagged up, weed, by cream cop
Fuck the world
The way
been steamin',
Cause the green everything is really meanin',
Lusting for the cleaning,
By the angels, bang hell to the motherfuckers became frail,
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
to an end, yeah
Slide, wanna take a ride?
When you with me, oh so right, tell them boys, "not tonight"
Say you chilling wit' your bitch
And this is one you
It's All We Have
Poem by Stavros (aka: Poet 168)
Reading T.S. Elliot
After two books of
Bukowski is like getting hit
In the dick by a midget
on the block right now
I got a lil bitch, I don’t give a fuck about a thot right now
I fuck by the hour
That nigga a pussy, homeboy is a coward
This bitch so freaky, her toy in a shower
I see a future witchu, bae that's ours
Bitch
to the clouds
Now Im high in a place with only ghoulie now
Wasted time
Seems to pass me by
Stuck in place, I don't even mind
Whats wrong? Nothing feels right
friends by your side
That won't stab you in the back and see you die on the block
All you see is drive bys taking lives
Away from this world, you've
and serve and bring peace to the block
Not watch n stop cause you don't like my socks
Or woop woop cause is hot and I done drop my top
And it's not gone stop
ain't real, right?
(Gang)
And what it is? What's up? (What's up?)
Nigga suck my dick, 'cause it's up (O oh)
They told me they gon' get me if
They do it's
Yo this blunt is for all the niggas that was in the
Holding pen with me in central booking
Welcome to the system
(Ha ha ha ha! Yeah!
And I say right about now you are rockin' with the best!
Can I get a hit? Thank you
What you're about to experience is a walk on the Funkadelic
[Intro - conversation with Capone in the background]
[Noreaga]
Yo, yo - you got that shit? Let me see that. (It's right here, yo)
Look - look,
block with
This college is making me mad this life
I feel like shooting myself in the
Hand so I could never write
Freestyle all my life ‘cause
I feel
everything right fi my girl
The love is non-stop
You feel the impact
Collide like two stars in my world
Ready when you're ready we can run this city
No
Holding it down is what we do
I represent the city
All my life
No matter where I'm at, I gotta rep NY right
I represent the home of the real rap
You
Baby this is what we dodo
[Verse Four: Jay-Z]
They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight
And two wrongs don't make a right
But when you been
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