Lyrics:
Real trappa i stop pill poppin raised by real savages
I'm from the trey its go
They come out the cut and they blow
I just lost 1 of the folks
LONG LIVE
niggas out the motherfuckin' Rich! (Yo, I see you, my nigga)
Deep C to Uptown (Yo, I see you, my nigga)
St. John's to the Barretts (Yo, I see you, my
wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue
And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by
Aight rap City Tha Bassment, Big Tig', EQ
Method Man hey method Man hey
It's going down, check it out one time
Off the top I guarantee there's no
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Yeah, when the out's hooked up with the refugees
It be more niggas than the NAACP
Comin' up on weed of all
John Deere green
The end of a bunch of gravel driveway
Out here doing our own thing
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
Out
Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield
The trains roll by our silos,
they Def
(John and Jerry A) oh, such nice boys
(Yo, merry, merry, merry Christmas)
And a funky new year (man)
Word
It's getting cold out here, you
Malpractice'
[Redman]
(Red-man!) They done let me out
(Red-man!) They done called my name
(Red-man!) They done read the four chapters..
.. now I'm back,
(Red-man!) they done let me out
(Red-man!) they done called my name
(Red-man!) they done read the four chapters..
Now I'm back, brick city, I've been born
the fate
c wicked city, which he smote
By sword by fire and gate.
-I will rejoice, yes, in the Lord
cnd this verse, you will see.
The text itself, I will
Kindly do that for Liberty's sake (Whaa)
Yeah and what I hear in here and
Maybe John do you hear this
Um, "Oh, Mr block, you were born by mistake
"
"You
on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough
Linwood's Covenant
(intro)
We are a city on a hill... that cannot be hidden
There we go... a, yo
(first verse)
My agreement is between me and He, go
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
FROM THE 27TH FLOOR (Proverbs 13:4)
I AIN'T NO TRAIN STOPPING SUPER MAN NO MORE (Psalms 6:2)
BLACK OUT NIGHT IN PHILLY, THINGS WERE GETTING KINDA SILLY
notorious)
Gambino, John Gotti (notorious, woah)
Niggas jumpin' out their prams goin' crazy
I be like, "It's all good baby, baby" (baby)
They wanna' see
in my city always begging for a handout)
Kick my feet up, roll my weed up
Disposin' all these bitches like I'm puttin' all my ash out
Lifting with
I don't touch dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
I'm from wear they rock ski masks
And nobody rides skis
Every time I spit a verse my city like preach
done let me out
(Redman)
They done called my name
(Redman)
They done read the four chapters
Now I'm back, Brick City, I've been born again
the Courvoisier
We got these hoes lovin it
They gettin familiar man, they screamin out my government (Sean John)
I like them in twins like doublement (Don
In eighteen hundred and thirty five
John batman camped by the yarra's side
He said this would be a good place for a town
cnd so our proud city
-8643.jpg/225px-John_Scofield_(cropped)-8643.jpg "John Scofield")
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