Lyrics:
don't be clowns
We can make fullusivly beats now
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
My final verse is this
To the crews out there
Who really speak
don't dwell all
me make moves
Shake it up spread the pulp in the orange juice
Swarming crews take over territory feuds exist
News and obituaries
Remember the brave who
J's wave
Man swear this nigga sick
But listen to this
He been on YouTube two years, and 1k that's it?
(That's it)
Flash is so lame
Nigga ain't got no
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
How the fuck did we get so cool man?
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya fuck with Wu, we gots ta fuck witchu
Y'all dogs better guard ya grills,
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
pull out a bottle let the champagne pour
Fly rhymes so that makes me down by law
Creeping across the nation like a midnight storm
Always rock a jam
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
in New Hope
Challenge Atom language
And we’ll manage to leave your crew broke
You and your crew so happy to punch lines
I beat paragraphs of diction
and Poo, he's steady jamming Screw
Two-tone, blades
Sipping, rolling with the whole crew
Yes that, Screw you, he's a diesel
Boy had a seizure
It's that '96,
and Poo, he's steady jamming Screw
Two-tone, blades
Sipping, rolling with the whole crew
Yes that, Screw you, he's a diesel
Boy had a seizure
It's that '96,
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
I know you'll be gone
By first snow fall
The winter storms by the fireplace
Ill feel a little more than alright
When I, see your face
You're not far
fall to the sand
When there's no Kryptonite for this Superman
Omega Squad say hello to the New God
My darkseid is too raw
But War's just what I live for
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
[intro - peaches]
Hey playas, this is peaches
And we comin' up on the new millennium, year 2k
And I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game
no
Lame ass niggas no more
Bein bullshit by bullshit niggas (for real)
Am I my brother's keeper?
Theres no need to ask, I'm the creeper
Million dollar
some slack
I kill for my family, that shit is a fact
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
It's a kodak moment
We the three live crew
She like dark skin niggas
Like I'm kodak to
Bitch I'm in the strip club
With ho you call boo
And she
all went away...
It all went away...
Cause the Uncle wouldn't pay..
pt 1 C1
It was a sad sad day, when mix, he went away
The 2 Live Crew would
Where hate lives and they rape kids in cages
What kinda nation lynch Elijah McClain?
Then send us to the Middle East to die for the flag
They drive us
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