Lyrics:
[Kool Keith]
Example one - master magical magician
Hold position, enter the club with competition
The Great Bartholomew, my spirit follow you
Hand
the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
on the mattress
My red light special
Watch the light by the lense
So when record is in that's when we begin, baby
Take one, take two, take three
Zoomin'
rebel unit,
"The Valley of the Jeep Beats" (one two three four five six)
Hard rhyme and the rebel is on the mic
One time, rhyme animal's on the mic
confined
In wires or nine to fives
Or borderline
Suicidal and traumatized
By evil lives or knives
We let into our fragile minds
Our lives controlled by suits
DRANKS keep 'em goin', MANi$H keep 'em cummin'
Know she feelin' me down there She wants some luvin'
Need 2 duplicate myself by the dozen
But u gotta
can't handle
More than pictures and some candles
Six by nines up on mantles
Where's the remote change the channel
Kill the pain like Rigas Samuel
Four by
[Apathy]
I put you up on the IV, not the Roman Numeral 4
But the IV that leads to the funeral floor
Wax gets melted; breaks bones, fractures
Justified by Faith, Romans 5:1
Steadfast4Christ
Until His kingdom (Come)
Steadfast4Christ on the mic
Spiritual, lyrical assassin
Castin' out demons by
bitch I'm a four-five, I mean my 9
I'm on a ? to killing and drug dealing
I'm under surveilance, they tapped my phone
but they ain't feelin me
this vibe
We shootin 4 tha Starz...
We Shootin' 4 tha Starz
Shootin' 4 tha Starz
If you ain't loyal from the soil we who you are
Up above the world so
shootin 4 tha Starz...
We Shootin' 4 tha Starz
Shootin' 4 tha Starz
If you ain't loyal from the soil we who you are
Up above the world so high
That lil
hahahaha
we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
you know what I'm saying
when you been hit by the bitch
you know it was ment
and smell it
Make your seat lift up under your ass just like a 4D movie
I'm 4 deep, moving and blasting away
King Cullen M
Boxing niggas like I'm Cassius Clay
away
Always running from consequence
Tryna make change out of pounds and pence
Money in my wallet goes to a fix for my head
You could call it medication,
to Putnam, to Park Hill
You interrupt the Grammy's said, "Wu for the kids"
Took four or five shots when they rushed in the crib
Trey-five-seven cracked ya
of the play I'll look pretty in my casket
Rate my dead body five out of five
Cemented online, certified fantastic
We are all submissive to change
Tie me up in
Olympian ever to do it, little did he know he
Had started a movement, four Olympics later
Finally seen some improvement
His world records stood for sixteen
("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x)
You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates
You want to escape, but you got a date to meet fate
im steping like i own the whole floor
I made a first step ill do a2nd a3rd a 4th a5th a6th
And to infinity just to show that im not stopping
First
Yo, see, I got a lot of family in the industry
And they done told me once before
Not to really get personal on a record
But I'm about to
Adam J.
advice is move clever
They all know bullets don't got names
So they bound to go through whoever
Every day could be yo last day
Made like five thousand
is where I was and then I come back and I record this song
Here in 2018, October of 2018 and
I had a breakdown because I began to realize
It's been 4
the power stage, but a faultless performance here saw the seasoned Brit smash the course record by just over 3.5 seconds, with a head-turning leap over
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