Lyrics:
was up the block when my compadre Coolie Black got shot
All up on Second and Clara Blocks now check it
New change was burnin inside motherfuckers
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
stuff kid
Roll, roll, roll with the punches
Roll, roll, roll with the punches
Read news, step in the booth I'm a loose cannon
Spit bars scarier than
stuff kid
Roll, roll, roll with the punches
Roll, roll, roll with the punches
Read news, step in the booth I'm a loose cannon
Spit bars scarier than
to stay real (real)
To me it's like breathing (Southside Bronx)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used
and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right
BRAVE NEW WORLD
Artilleryman:
We're gonna build us a whole new World for ourselves
Look they clap eyes us and were dead right ?
So we gotta make
in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm passin' by
With plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?
You can kiss your
a fortune waiting to be had
If you think I'll let you go, you're mad
You've got another thing comin'
You've got another thing comin'
That's right
Japanese, Spanish, Indian, Negro and Vietnamese
MC's, Disc Jockeys to all the fly kids and the young ladies
Introducin' The Crew ya got to see to believe
new VVS's got her iced out
And she like it when I fuck her lights out
And I gotta get her like right now
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Kids on the block i been toe to toe with the
Best I know the Ledge'
I got no friends, i said
Change, change, change, change
Change, change, change,
get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get
Ah Ah Ah I rise with the day
Tryna cut me and stuff me a slice
Of life's pie in my face
Ahhhhhhh gotta ride with the k
Fuckin right, aye
Nothing
a fortune waiting to be had
If you think I'll let you go, you're mad
You've got another thing comin'
You've got another thing comin'
That's right
know.
You are.
well, it sure feels that way, I mean when I go through the news stands and stuff and read the magazines, and everybody seems to have their
All of my passive aggression, porn addiction adolescence
There's a God but I have questions, Time to get back to my essence
Build it block by block I
swore we paid the IRS
Somebody's stealin', I swear to God
Tsk, for now, I invest
To my incarcerated team who got life
It's not right but you still got
tell them all that I got a new taste
When I start doing shows
And making bread off the 6 God
Damn, It's 'gon be too late
Fall Off
Stuff get hard
cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
to live out all the stuff
That I'm learning it's all new
So, I'm passionate about it
I rapped it in every verse
I never heard of this stuff before
So it's
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