Lyrics:
Now I'm looking back
Standing at the bottom of an avalanche
We never know what tomorrow brings
Try to be prepared for when sorrow sings
The lord
Casper
(Ghost)
All in not out, if you touch one of mine
We're gliding round (Gliding)
Tryna put a black yute in my Rizla
But I'll still ching a white boy
The mafia bring coffins out
(Come on, come on)
We stand on murder business
You know what we talkin' 'bout
(Aye, yah yah)
Bend a nigga block, all black truck
Trying to perfect myself cuz average is boring
Yeah, yeah
The moonlight
The moon so full tonight
I need you just by my side
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull up in pelle pelle
Got the iron by my belly
Chicken chunk like it's a deli
We gon leave a nigga smelly
Warzone hit em from the heli
We gon rob
etiquette murder your predicate
And bring it back again
Half white half black again
This is all they wanna talk about
And yeah, I'm i got Crystal B
(Talk)
Good evening
Welcome to channel 187 Murder 1 News
Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of California
Where five black men were
a smile
She smelt my black and Mild
She think I be actin wild
And she refused to move her purse
Out the little little seat freak trying to get
You didn't dye your hair and oh my hair went black
Now what you knew you knew you knew you know what the fuck
Take all the way you get down I'll get
The order is for murder,
And we've been there before,
The men in black are coming back,
To serve the killing floor,
No pity, no surrender,
missin' Like the kids on the carton of milk
Hey, I can snatch something bad outta the hood
And bring 'em back to the pad out by the woods
You know
bout shit nigga!
Bring that shit to the floor nigga, got 4 mo muthafuckin days nigga
go get yo ass delt with biatch!
Nigga gone get yo mufuckin ass put
packs
Where they target projects
And blacks who making progress
You cannot bring up congress
Cause money looking Payless
So you try and take steps
And you
for the wicked
And I am bad like Mike was
Leather jacket, black gloves
White socks with the loafers, my gosh
Bottles with no sorrows
Surrounded by
the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill
Some niggas eat them delpids and some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it
lynch us
And they missin' us by inches
The judge the one who sentence make a nigga out a menace
Commisary low so we take a nigga tennis
A black eye
Finger Jab+
Then nabbed, hung by ya toe like fresh skin slab
[Break - RZA]
Whether Arian, Rastafarian, Syrian
African, Black, Humanitarian, Bolivan
Finger Jab+
Then nabbed, hung by ya toe like fresh skin slab
[Break - RZA]
Whether Arian, Rastafarian, Syrian
African, Black, Humanitarian, Bolivan
to the game
Cant be selling c.d's 'n' still selling dem thangs
Cause bitches drop names 'n' bring a lot of problems
'N' puttin' something in they head
Illuminati, ain't
Done bein' Rocky, ain't done bein' cocky
Government tryna bring the flu to my body
So corona-viri, COVID-19
When it's stay away at home day
the black water
black water
Led by this burning that would never set me free.
Gathered what remains of the fat copper.
fat copper
Heavy is the burden that
of the colors is black all other colors are black.
In decay no one has to fear again.
One by one they kneel to watch me crawl.
Idiotic is the sense of life when
Yeah, aye
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin on Cloud 9
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin
It was written by God, but it came from Quinn
I might be
Yeah, you must be a motherfucking fool
To think
We ain't staying on this underground shit
Trae the Truth nigga, Asshole By Nature
Slow Loud
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