Lyrics:
it ain't me, another member of my crew will kick your ass (what what)
We do damage to limbs
In '91, stomping you out with black Timbs
Prodigy
hard that I couldn't get higher
Amen to God, for the creating the fire
I burn on the daily for thoughts I inspire
Stay out the wire, I circle like tires
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
to cut me out of your life? We're a family right?
Just leave it be...Let me be alone.
You can't just go like this. Please don't do this...
I'm sorry but I
in your tenement
Plantin' evidence on any black resident
New York's largest crew, it's the Men in Blue
We stick together like glue and make lies
in work, she put in work
(Look Out) She put in work, she put in work
Salute me L.A girls, you got it going on
Big up my N.Y chicks, (shh) This
And roll blue eights
I'm on the J train, BK hop off at Myrtle
I'm on one puff away from Dante's Inferno
But I don't want to burn
Unless it's crystalized
Put
rather die than get caught by the feds
Watch it burn down, turn the page,
I need to let go now
Slow down, got a few years before I go out
So imma make it
up,
Not just get by
I was posted on the block with my n*gga Sole
Tryna hand out beat tapes and reach our goals
The only thing we used to play was Nip
and out!
Black star whenever you're ready
you're much too far away!
By now, your soul seem steady, now crawl to the cross
[Chorus]
Black star
The books will burn
You better think it out
We should be able to say anything, our lungs were meant to shout
Say what we feel, yell out what's real
Even
ever gonna burn my heart out
And so, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger, I
at the seams, see
See when you look into my eyes nothing as it seems
See the blacks of my eyes everything so obscene
See the scenery and steal the souls
you can't say it ain't hot
This is wavy blues bitch we gon aim for the top
It's fuck how you live and it's fuck what you got
This is wavy blues bitch we
baby blue
Mixing punk rock with hip-hop, man, I
Just thought it was cool, uh
I was writing raps while
I was learning guitar
Bumping 2Pac and Offspring
I
And I'm gonna let it go real cheap
I got a ring for sale
A blue box with the velvet on and
I gotta get out fore he finds out
And I'll throw in
the light
But who really cares we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the blue is a weave
Trunk full
He said pull up, felt a switch hiss through the air
Bleeding out he pray to god
She tell him life ain't fair
I tell all my demons we can do it
We can
out in cold blood on the Ave.
Here comes the paramedics media and crime lab
Understand this is all he know and it's all he see
Which is why
star
Track star, trap star know we get that far
What you gonna do? Keep on running
Thieves keep coming out of the blue
When it comes to this, they
Going
feelin' like Longway, I'm chasin' blue M&Ms
I came a long way, this shit ain't gon' never end
N***a had hoe ways, I lost me a couple friends
If you don't
Tryna rain, tryna rain on the thunder
Tell the storm I'm new
I'm a wall, come and march on the regular
Painting white flags blue
Lord forgive
get by the bag
I'm poppin a tag
N I don't gotta brag
I spend it so fast
But I make it all back
I like it like that
So run that shit back
Youngin finna
Down at the best spot
It's me and JD and they sellin more birds than a pet shop
The spot's hot and everybody nervous
That's when the blue car
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