Lyrics:
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft
I was sitting on the corner just a wasting my time
When I
vital for the survival of the street's disciple
From the day you were born
Starring out, a young disciple
You had that gleam in your eye
Disciple
but
I had to come in the booth with
Killer Mike because I’m with him
You know what I’m sayin’
Back on the track, New York City, we stoppin’
No time, I
I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich
Yeah
I'm so homesick, I'm so lonely
And the world is so cold
You don't even notice
When you're young
Yeah
When you're young
Yeah
Yeah
I'm so
Trouble done sewed up the tracks
Bitches not playing like they win or get smacked
By some young niggas that's down to break a bitch
The Nickel Nut
mangers too
They ain't know their fathers (fathers)
They were born to strangers (strangers)
We were raised by VR Troopers (troopers)
Wishbone and Power
out
Fast and Furious flames
You'll get the word out
You heard about what we about
From the horse or by word of mouth
Turn it out without a doubt
No fear
Being woke is the only option
when you bear your soul and they poking a hole
I see you in hell smoking up old
then you scroll down your
its cane
Or these tracks made for ya brain
You'll forever know my name
Idi Amin
Hussein:
I ain't killed my line, my strap, my head
There
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
You live, it'll be miraculous
I got more hits than a contract killer
Like the caterpillars that don't got antennas (what?)
Other words, I don't got
the crew were looking cross man
LL, hold up
Whos that, new act
See me wid the killer
Man i'm on another new track
CK, hold up
Whos that, bossman
See me
come
We wring more bodies 'till we're numb
The king is crowned to more than one
But it's not a crown
It's a mask
You panic when they're on
See the life
Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
[Black Ice]
Hey yo
When you look at me and my brothers what's your first impression
Does the sight of us leave you guessin or do you understand
people
Could we please have a
Moment of fuckin' honesty? You know honesty?
The shit you ask young people
To be with you when
You ask are they havin' sex
almost took the Asvab
Got slapped in the face for a ass grab
We were so young then and really on fast track
Fcuk it our life could be quarantined a hazmat
no shadow and I leave no tracks
I see no future, forget the past
I carry no weight upon my back
I learn no lessons, I make no pact
I'm the killer in
an Ethiopian
Living off the blood in your veins
Alias Donny Kevorkian
Never were you ready for the pain
What do ya get
When you cross TECH
With a hard ass
Puttin' my relations in your conversations
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position then you better take it
Know some young bulls from
First of all, I would like to start by saying
I'm the motherfucking man, just thought I'd let you niggas know, hear me?
If the shit hit the fan
to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack understand
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun got the drawl
Rap-A-Lot had our back and we just
the people waiting
He made a call to [Incomprehensible] and folks, telling the man
You gotta cut UGK some slack understand
Young Pimp got the plan, Bun
.png/220px-Pink_Floyd,_Wish_You_Were_Here_(1975).png "Wish You Were Here")
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