Lyrics:
could've got bumped on that
Old school, man a roll up on peds
Two man, one on the front and back
Old school, man a get scale put the batteries in
Put
He has plan for he's children
God is alive, man never worry (man never worry)
God is alive, man never worry (man never worry)
Man never worry (man
celebrated rhymer
Dead the drama, scama
Four Gs of pizzy from Bahama
V, the lead brown man
And never count your chickens
Before you read SoundScan
What about
put up a front and fall back till they lack
Cause when you slipping that's when your head get cracked
By the niggas you fucking with make sure you
be assisted with manufacturing plants
Powered by solar panels or Batteries with grants
A better life for them too
As well as a no refuse deal
Unless
be assisted with manufacturing plants
Powered by solar panels or batteries with grants
A better life for them too
As well as a no refuse deal
Unless
they don't understand
The mannn i was or am
I'll be damned if i stand here
Taking commands
By another white man
Who stole my families lands
Pulling up
Weighing all this dinner got me killing the battery on the scales
These bruddas all pussy moving like a pack of girls
Bae wants to go Dubai I can't
can
Shambles, once a great man
Suffered integration
Now I'm possessed by a fallen spirit
And it's begging you to come near it
So I'm begging you please
Hip the DJ 2 a new CD
Anything by the N.P.G.
Come on, baby (Aw shucks!), where the good times never die
Come on, baby (Aw shucks!), where
Here comes the man of the hour
Never catch me fuckin' with cowards
Rock men from Thug Life to High Powered
Blazin' trees Chinese chicks
that's in the same spot
Man, you better get your P before you get popped
I got batteries inside that make your heart stop
Soundin' hard on the phone like
like the man yeah, Hamza
Gone international but not down under
They know the fucking vibes are wonder
I get a girl she look like lightening sound like
why you ain't kiss me, I just kiss my teeth
Throw that ass up inna circle like this Krispy Cream
Man I’m rapping like my ankle come witta battery
So,
She like why you ain't kiss me, I just kiss my teeth
Throw that ass up in circle like this Krispy Cream
Man I’m rapping like my ankle come witta battery
a homicidal guy, genocidal man
On arrival imma terrorise the land
Like a virus i might jeopardise ya plans
Now please step aside and get in line with the rest
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
even know
But I feel like I'm Batman
Yeah you don't wanna fuck with me
Cus' I got the gat man
Every time your shawty be walking by
We be like gyatt damn
songs
Melodies of felonies, chords of discord
Harmonies of full armories
Rhythms of corrupt systems
Dissonance by divisions
Signature our time's given
Avalanche
Rappers is Bagger Vance acting
Who need to fix they pants or get smacked by the Mac 10
Or 11, or both
Find Jesus, see the reverend take the oath
to
Stand up and take a stance
I said yeah it makes no sense
You've got some great points
Did you get that wisdom in part
By smoking joints
But ever think
the Boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cause I play
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
'Cause I play
the Capetonian infidel
Skarrel by voet by train or the taxi
Charged to the maxi I didn't need a battery
I budgeted my income and expenditures exactly
A smart man
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