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to the revolution.) Jesus was a rebel, a renegade, outlaw, sanctified troublemaker, but He never sinned, naw And He lived His life by a different set of Rules
You ain't living how I live sucka That's why I flex on niggas They never did love us I'm putting checks on niggas Even my kid's mother And you ain't
than 2 seats Teach dem kids how to behave And we them to believe I'ma Dad! Round da clock 24 / 7 I'm dat D A DD Y My code name I live by They be like
She quick to get on her knees boy she is like Kaepernick Grade A pussy and throat boy she is no average bitch And my game proper sort of like dame dolla
to find some peace of mind? All you need to do is let us lead the way [ Ant Banks ] I mean Oh boy Pimping, this is what we do all day, every day [
nobody had you Four kids in the house, raised by single moms Even though we were born rich Shit got poor Mommy did the best for us, no lie Life had to be
pushing Until the heavens reign angel dust Black man with a label like an injured bird Couldn't stop us from voting invented the f word Watermelon ain't
I'm bombing bastards Forever after us Carrying an equation It's like I'm Asian You heard fantastic We cross the Atlantic They say I'm not
year im in the benz, last year it was a scraper Im laughing cuz its funny how times quick to change up Damn boy i came up like findin some money Thank
reign here's to A better life Put that bullshit in the rear view Pubs came through with purple Can't hear you It's loud I just pulled away like neeeoo
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? I'm the Osiris of this shit Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers This like, this '97 Aight my
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? I'm the Osiris of this shit Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers This like, this '97 Aight my
nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy Your food look just right I'ma eat your porridge Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no
This is underground music made From the streets It's worldwide we communicate over beats You can't understand us It's like another language We speak
I'm bombing bastards Forever after us Carrying an equation It's like I'm Asian You heard fantastic We cross the Atlantic They say I'm not
and your wife You can think he's a mug, but I know what he's like In the places we go in the dark of the night Big boys don't cry, gotta be a man, act tough
that dope boy shit nigga (Ya dig) Ya smell me (Can't) fuck wit' ya [Verse 1: Jim Jones] Your reign on the top, short like leprauchans I came through in
broke kids is calling me rich Wanna be called by the coach, he got me warming the bench All cause I broke our star player ankle, It seems I still can't
time coming I'm the last man standing I'm a d boy so don't you ever get it twisted D boy I'm getting paper like a printer D boy touch my wood grain
The boys back motherfucker did you miss me I recite these lyrics and you feel it in your kidneys I got some real raps, and that's just what the kids
know that you told Standing on your P boy, don't die bout no hoe Please don't die by that hoe Please don't start no problems that you cannot fit Cause
you'd see defeat Off the rails like no one was We the best to ever come Off of the rails like no one was Ain't nobody toppin' us Off of the rails, hoe why
[ Kid ] Alright, we want to thank y'all for comin down here Listening to what we had to say Before we go, we'd like to take a few questions Eh -
wanted a sequel not equal so here it comes Now sit back as we run a train on your eardrums [Chorus] We boys! x3 We like here, yeah [Molecules] If
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