Lyrics:
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
what I fight for
Forever Southwest Hardcore
Why can't you see it's all tactic
Play by their rules stay their fool
And you get fucked bitch
My crew my
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
up by a hardcore hip-hopper?
Forgot ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco
A nigga wit' mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
Speakin'
up by a hardcore hip-hopper?
Forgot ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco
A nigga wit' mics and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
Speakin'
toughy here , ain't stripper show, dulling man, it hardcore soldier, bloody nigga , master of criminality, salute me here
Motherfucker shut up shut up
Yeah
Rest in peace to the one and only 2Pac
Hardcore from the brain
Let's fuckin do this
I ain't got no time for people actin like punks everywhere I
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real
pissy little cousin
Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the dozen
You think you're hard with them hats and all that black on
You're not scarin' the X,
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
Put them on, put them on
Shiesty motherfuckers
Recognize that check it
Yo we build and destroy, black benz's and the convoy
Use a different 9
a young child stares at a glowing screen transfixed by tales of violence
his teenage father tells him that that's life, not that Barney shit
a purple
A hardcore poetic informed without burglary
Potent and shook the shit out of rappers who just learned of me
Everytime I prescribe a new pill, revolution
sharks in the water who are, willing to pay
The price of your soul, but if you give it away
You silly motherfuckers are all committed to stay
It's
get rep to it
You get by on record but you wack on stage
So I'm blowing you up throwing hand grenades
[Parrish Smith]
That's why we roll
mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister
For a minute but then my lady started receivin' that snitch
By the nigga on tour,
Not that on tour shit
That outlaw shit, that real hardcore shit
KRS runs shit like diarrhea
Bitin' motherfuckers hear my name and
Get up outta here
still screaming out my name
you broke boy missing, you ain't even aim, you motherfuckers sleep by the highway
I wake up and ball, I'm rocking that shit
Acting belligerent on the daily
All by myself
Hoping that somebody insult me
But I guess I'm dead wrong
Fuck everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't
Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant
Acting belligerent on the daily
Hoping that somebody can save me
But I guess I'm dead wrong all by myself
Fuck
So flavorous you could taste it
So hardcore, I wrote this layin' on the floor in the basement
My style ain't no walk in the park
Got mainstream MC's
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