Lyrics:
taking out wack MC's,
We're gonna "Break dat party, rip dat party"
[Declaime]
So you choose to dance with I, the rhyme wise
Who flies by
that
he was marked for death cuz niggaz had contracts
He had mad uzis in his crib
He paid 300 g's in the boondocks in Jersey
And at his lab was the '98
just a fuckin conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' shit
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin'
the cops
Yeah those were the good ol days
98 past and I did not do the same
We were some crazy ass cholos
Just trying to survive on the eastside of the SC
All praise to the most high, most high
I said all praise to the most high, most high
We just get high just to past by
I just get high so I don't cry
When dad sold me his ol' 98
John Prine sticker on the tailgate
Said he didn't have the heart to put her down
Take care of her she'll take care of you
Son
95 96 97 98 99 100
Count to 100 everyday
Keep your mind and body in shape
Let's get fit/have some fun
Count to 100 by 1's
House wyciągają tu z podziemia mnie ekshumacja
To był rok 98 kiedy wydałem pierwsze demo
Na kasecie kiedy to ptaszki nie ćwierkały nic o internecie
Z
Uh yeah, yeah uh yeah, yeah
Look
They wanna know my mic game, it’s ’98, Game 6
Wealthy soul
They wanna know how I’m happy but ain’t rich
Tried
geography remote like the clicker
But I'm easy to find
I lived off one oh-nine since ’98
You add it up, and that equates my mind state
(dang right, right
game, he feels faster than Martins
Who is a black guy
He's allies with God he never makes a mistake
Fires long shots like bullets
His shooting's 98
Damn!
caj dekh me khadda hun stage pe,
Mic mere hath me tie ni hotte match yeh son,
cthanve(98) se jarri meri jung, me leke aya pen kaam kare jese chale
strangers[00:47.65]After that last goodbye[00:54.86]And if we were to walk by[01:01.71]I know she wouldn't bat an eye[01:12.57]I think of the past[01:16.12]And how much I'd
lost[01:07.54]We just go by the stars[01:09.92]Summer here we goo[01:12.30]Here we go again[01:14.63]Me and all my friends making Summer plans[01:18.32]Make it last
You in the game with your head screwed up tight
See it now but it's passed by you right?
But at least you like to dream about it
Boy you got a little
martwy król
Powodów w chuj by ubrać gazową maskę
Wyjść na ulicę i sięgnąć po to co nasze
Jebać ich łaskę chcą abym czuł się winny
Za to że mój światopogląd
baguette
Pieces with marquises and creases up in my slacks
Done the private plane to the wide body 'lac
I'm a stack and act a mess 'cuzzi down the bed
9-8
to stare
Who cares, I double-dare
Fulton [Name], pay a fare when you're comin through
Everyday I get saluted by gods on the boulevard
In my mind I know
drive my moms ‘98
'Cause, I'm a cool guy with a car
Start her up
(Car noises)
Oh know it looks like I'm going to crash
But fortunately I'm able
that ones that stuck by me be, was the ones that see me
On the streets, not TV
It's an everyday, it's an all day
Devils and the cops will get me in
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
baguette
Pieces with marquises and creases up in my slacks
Done the private plane to the wide body 'lac
I'm a stack and act a mess 'cuzzi down the bed
9-8
ain`t safe season
Say it`s strength in numbers
We rolled the whole precint
Rev the whip up,
We live `98 stick-ups
Loadin` clips up
That flimsy ass
[Verse 1: Peter Gunz ]
Uh come on come on come on
Uh and I see you
This is it
In '97 I made plans to see mo' money
In '98
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