Lyrics:
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
every morning
Felt worse than the night before
I tried to brush it off but only really made it to four
At least by then, there was probably beer bath
mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gangway
You better hit bull's eye
and put
It all in perspective
If the pen don't then this law ain't affected
Detached from the objective
Flawless perfection
Your flow less projected, let
The furthest from average, your best is my practice, way less than a challenge
I kill 'em all
Sent 'em home
Break a bone
Wheel 'em off
Keep it going
Til it's
mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gangway
You better hit bull's eye
that moment, that was all that mattered
I was happy
Now, I'm middle aged
Burned out on rock n' roll
And I can't pillow my head without the weight
alone
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Do this shit all night, I don't need nobody else
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Higher than
spreading quick, I tell her to chill and quiet it
Rock and roll stories, I'll save the rest for the biopic
Yeah, burning cash, wonder where it all goes
all of us are sisters and brothers
Is a distant dream when we group by colours
Some nations are more equal than others
Which is why so many are left
I rock for the low-class, from locash
The broke-assed, even rock for trailer park trash
Yeah yeah, the god on your block like Godzilla
Yeah yeah,
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
feel?
Where is Captain Blood?
Have you looked under each rock?
Have you come in from the rain?
Have you been around the block?
When your life's one big
y'all niggas so surprised that Tekashi told?
Ain't a real street nigga 'less you got a code
Mines one comma, nigga, followed by a lot of O's
In
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?
Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool
Get the fuck up!
Simon says get the fuck up!
Throw ya hands in the sky (Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all wassup?
Rip, rock, crush, stop, cop; I'm poison; come and take a drop
I bet ya teeth will end up around the corner, kid
Don't ask me why I did it
I'm
the new NWA
The Drac hit harder than Dr dre
Shit make you lean back and rock away
My left wrist brrr, bitch, so icy
Glock in my Girbaud's, yeah up in my
roger
Radar identification, turn right, heading 0-3-0
I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran wit' the best of 'em
Forgave the less of 'em and blazed
roger
Radar identification, turn right, heading 0-3-0
I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran wit' the best of 'em
Forgave the less of 'em and blazed
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo,
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