Lyrics:
and hair nets
Y'all can't see this, so peep the sister G is pushin a Six
As I freak this, caviar GangStarr Militia remix
It's Dub C the jankiest loc', I'm
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
arms, bustin' guns with them
We're just thugs for life
Bustin' slugs for life
Forte', Brownsville, Gun tec unite
Fat Joe, BX you know the shit stay
[DJ Talking ]
Ladies, this is for ya'll
You Got It Bad Remix
[ Joe Budden Talking ]
I Like how that feels
Been there, done it
Let'em know
[
All my peoples
All of my peoples
Everything's a-OK (it's all good)
We've been waiting way too long
So tell the DJ can play my song
All my
Aiyyo, what the fuck is this shit that y'all are listenin to
Nowadays on the radio man? you call that shit hip-hop?
That's some faggot bitch shit
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
rhyme
But by the end of it, y'all niggas is gon' be like, "Yo, X ripped it"
Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop
Them cats can't be for real, I
on
'Cause your skin is peelin' around
Them bullet wounds on your back
You're fat, plus you're abortion-prone
I'd rather be a young exec, than the puppet
One]
I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, sess my interest
is invested in, testin men like lab specimens
My daily regiment of elemental babble
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me
The passion of Rule is so real, just lend me your ear
You'll feel what I feel, you'll tear when I tear
Why you mad? why you mad bro?
Lean back nigga fat joe
You know I’m just tryna get the bag yo
We like lol to the bank though
True talk (Yeah)
Look
that's leavin the game twisted
Havin niggaz and bitches, chasin riches
Thinkin that can make 'em happy that thought is quite ridiculous
And the shit I'm
the guap, got the cheese, got the gouda (yeah)
My wallet fat, this shit stick out like Buddha (fat)
My dick too deep in her throat she a puker (ah)
Fucking
your ashes, put 'em up in a urn
On a mantle for memories
I hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me
The Passion of Rule is so real, just lend me
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
his DJ or any other
Member of your crew, not a thing you can do
Gotta say peace to Infinite Kendu
Showbiz, Fat Joe, (?) and Apache
Nobody can match
Juvenile Stay real yeah
Warren g stay real
Fat Joe stay real
Rakim Stay real
Lp stay real
Tupac stay real
Big Poppa Stay real
Eazy-E stay real
Blow up any soldiers, infants, hold up
Did you notice my heroic entrance?
I'm so relentless in this field of rap, everything is real in fact
Fully
the Birmingham crew
North London representing right now, okay
Yes blud, this is a real clash star
Levels are way high, okay
Big up my Meridian tugs
Lord
[DJ Clue]
Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue
Desert Storm
Jump off Joe Buddens, on top
This go out to all my niggaz
You ain't gotta chain, but you got
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see clear
It's real
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