Lyrics:
Here I go again ready to flow again
Better hold my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical can't keep
a simple reminder as my lyrics force you to ponder
Life's a bitch and I heard she'll fuck you, so I'm tryin' to find her
One moment she'll love you then
man I have no regrets at all
Always standing tall and I've lived by my own law
It's now time for this top tier to set himself far apart
It was long ago
Music sets me free, music ain't a hobby
Anything else can can go
Music represents me
Songs tell my story, no it's not a theory
Healing with my music
underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if
You herbs we merged, we're an alliance
We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us?
We an outfit, equivalent to voltron's
That boy crooked
out
Who y'all think y'all fucking with
Took nothing made it something bitch
So y'all should take our example you'd
Be straight just leaving with
lyrics are pictures and we're only the frame
Cause we drive the highest wave
There is no one to save
We do moves everywhere
That's why you know us by name
by the lyrics, kicked by the bass
Peace to Style One, Deja, Mark and Tase
Cool, calm, almighty Laquan
I'm a menace to society and heavily armed
I'm
Cause they're bragging, telling the
Fuckers in jail yo, we just got pumped woo
And that's why we don't do it
I know what I'm doing, imma destroy 'em
keep me out of your head like a jingle
Washed by the blood hope you ain't squeamish
I'm different
I stand out cause I'm holy
I'm set apart from the old
The struggles what I've been through
But nowadays I make an honest living by recommending items off a menu
And life's a Bitch that's why often I'll be curving
Depart from the norm, completing a born to born
from opportunity, comes a thunderstorm
that sets in, tricked by the trickster
The only way out is DJ,
half, known as the other trey
Tourin' to wild screams, the Third Son's born
Swarm to the lyrics 'cause Serch is your father
Screaming "Hey Ladies," why
the lyrics with dope
To getting no satisfaction cause it was mirrors of smoke
From a home of hip-hop, to a land owned by rock
From rhyming to my mirror,
the lyrics with dope
To getting no satisfaction cause it was mirrors of smoke
From a home of hip-hop, to a land owned by rock
From rhyming to my mirror,
(Dogg Pound Gangstaz) lA zuu
Flipped the script on a nigga
Y'all niggas wanna go to war?
Same niggas setting the homies up and shit
Tryna set us up (Ha
hurt
I set the time limits, kill you with Grime lyrics
Won't draw for the Headie One, they ain't my lyrics
So the Kano ting was quite cool
But you
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When I let the lyrics fly and the sound going cry
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When the lyrics them fly and a soundboy die
My raps cut
was up at least, writing lyrics at 2, No, no)
They been watching my moves, No, no
But they don’t have a clue, No, no
Remember me and Reese we was up
E-H-S-O-E-L-O
Look I'm laughin' at you niggas like ha
Why 'cause I don't think he's for real
I'm an insomniac
Get it poppin' like sleepin' pills
we live by the sword
Slicing quicker then doctors at cords
With clipboards
So while you sit on the corner, speaking excrement
I frequent murder g's,
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
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