Lyrics:
Illuminati bank rolls
Suicidal Lan' doors, and two Italian tan hoes
What you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-what you say? I do this err'day
Do this err day, do
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
niggas pulled pins
Blow up where yo crew live
Throw it up
Throw it up
Throw it up
All my niggas pulled pins blow up where yo crew live
Throw it up
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
Ba ba baa baa ba ba baa
You was a nigga finally make me kill one of y'all
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
Right up under my
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
a different lens
Do that shit
How I like it
Find the next best thing, damn I unlocked it
Prove that shit
When I want it
Set the standard, watch em' follow
)
My next move is crucial, what do I do?
How do I keep it real with shorty and my crew?
Didn't want to kill him, so instead of puttin' the MAC on him
Not a damn thing
[Hook:]
We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We ridin in
What we have and what we do are two different things
This is your choice, I ain't saying nothing, you got to pay
This is your fault, you made a poor
the fam
Ain't a damn thing changed, just say the name bitch
Wu-Tang! (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
watches two up on his each wrist
Took it all off and gave me everything he a smart young n****
(He a smart young n****)
Can't let him live no I won't do
)
My next move is crucial, what do I do?
How do I keep it real with shorty and my crew?
Didn't want to kill him, so instead of puttin' the MAC on him
stars, yeah she got two checks
Two thumbs up, Ooo she got more respect
King Tyus more ecliptic than the damn moon
Move by my lonely I don't need no platoon
you dancin' (dancin', yeah)
Only cash lil' mama do the damn thing (do the damn)
Got the fellas tryna get you any damn thing that you want (want)
every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two
too
Got me handing out mindgazimes
Like hootie hoo
An I think Baby a foodie
Cause she be sending nudes
Yeah Explicit
But damn she photogenic
I'll just
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
let's get it in
How is doing right living in sin?
They said it's just one thing, or maybe two
We want your brother and you
To tell us what we should do
my brain top
This shit off my brain top
I used to go to Gamestop
Beep boop, make that thing pop
Damn, that's a cheat code nigga I said I used to go
themselves
cuz, I'm the best, I believe in my damn self
So, then what you gon' do
I'ma pop off with the crew
So, then what you gon' do
I'ma drop that heat too
or just mess up
But everything's live that's why I don't dress up
"Blastmaster KRS" a synonym for "fresh"
I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no
rap crew
Talkin' 'bout "bars is back"
Man don't you know that's what
Everybody in battle rap do?
Stupid! Your raps suck, you the truth to who?
Against
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