Lyrics:
roarin'
Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back
Give me a corner, let me serve
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
all, in Hall of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video
Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring
the wire
Can't wait for this year, signs tell me by this time, I'll have a
3.0, DA, Marching Pride, I got an album release and I'm still on the grind
Keep
handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
and all day the omnipresent sand has been whipped up by an impudent wind, making progress all the more difficult
At dawn, I pinpointed the location
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
Ay what's going on LAAW
Yo I want to put you on this motherfuckin album
To give give you your fucking flowers bro
Yo
Eat this shit Alive
We reppin
a couple of Rosarios
DJ Quik and Suga Free on the stereo
I'm the king of the area - barrio Barbarian
Interrupted by my bitch asking if we can go
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
Rumors by Fleetwood Mac while I'm naked
Kendrick Lamar Section 80 and MAAD City
Band of Skulls Baby Darling Doll Face Honey
Bright Eyes The Peoples Key
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
[OC]
The whole city's under siege when we come through wit guns blazin
You need to take a seat son, you just started shavin
Respect ya elders,
the truth
Like it's not required
Me and Soirée
The faces of the city
It feels good to be
Embraced by the city
Makin moves
Makin changes in the city
We run
is you I wanted by my side
I’m sorry, I prolly didn’t catch the last train to your city
Guilt trippin’, the way I done made you cry a lot
Yet we could
astronomical
Feel this shit in the root of yo body all ya follicles
From the little bity city by the sea ain't think it was possible
To breed a typa nigga like
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
music reign supreme by far
WPFW kiss FM and WHUR
Ten tracks And I'm looking pretty
I Love Music in the Chocolate city
Spoken word, Sound of Philly is
music reign supreme by far
WPFW kiss FM and WHUR
Ten tracks And Im looking pretty
I Love Music in the Chocolate city
Spoken word, Sound of Philly is
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
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