Lyrics:
and millions is the task
Angel on my shoulder
Demons in my past
Pocket full of green cause of feens who hit the glass
School of hard knocks and I'm always doing
niggaz, steady sprayin' niggaz, till the task forces roll up
In unmarked vehicles who will be layin' niggaz
Stretched out, focus, see you come back triple
peng-peng
Familie-saado-connection, keiner, der Gage blecht für bezahlte Protection
Seit Jahren mit Paten aus Essen, flieh'
Bevor die Task-Force
him off
Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off
Aye, a 100 karots on the chest, I'm so true to this
Task force got my vest, I got a new
two of them!
Sit the marbles statues on the glass floors
Glass slippers, no cracks for the Task Force
Every mil I count? my Momma screaming "yes
Wait, way back in the day
Dudes from the South migrated this way North
Lookin for the higher pay of course
Led by the forces they became big bosses
Like
to the crib-o
Is it Rambo? No, the mic ammo
Stompin' you down on the ground, task forces
Let you know Rhyme Syndicate bosses
Any show, any tour, we house
tryna blow from these bars
I know it's a hard task
Life ain't easy
Life is hard
Surviving is the only task
Times ain't easy
Times are dark
Keep my
In Mercea? The coconut's tropical!
ARTHUR: What do you mean?
GUARD #1: Well, this is a temperate zone.
ARTHUR: The swallow may fly south with
of my killers who stand by
And I'm G-Force stat' nigga, never fly stand-by
Uhh, jeah, you know
Put this shit right back in the street, huh?
Brooklyn
what's the resume?
Heads got felt in the force I heard a Milky Way
I caught a heart attack when I heard my cousin got caught
In Avenue D. in Brooklyn
the task force came
Tried to rearrange the game, tried to bang, I suck at slanging
New slang I had to switch it up, wrap a pimp cursing on the track
make me slut you
Your new attitude too sassy and it's cutting through
Before the TASK Force come get me I'ma touch you
It's dead weight on my
air force, throttle set on full
Fulfilling a task which seems pointless
The origins are from a previous struggle
Baptized in battle
During the First
Turn my voice up (yeah, yo, yeah)
Yo, Brooklyn, Bo King, yeah
All my Russians come on (uh, yo)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm Vast Aire
I got to pull,
golden sandals
Gold shield, war force field
Silver spear, jasper armor flooded with onyx
Silk garment, a silk cape, a nickel plate breastplate
A golden
me
First do the flow sickly, niggas is so shifty
The fo'-fo' is like a force field, you won't get me
I brought some folk with me, Brooklyn is loc'n
It was a hard task
To take on
To make us all believe
To rescue us from evil cause
They wanted to achieve
Avenge to gain respect
Defend ourselves
that
(Over that)
Bitch Mob Task Force, we on the map
(On the map)
Need help in the streets, protect Lil B
(Lil B)
I don't give a fuck about you or me
shirt off (yeah, kid)
I like that one (uh-huh, go in, go in!)
Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got five hundred,
is where the cash be, watchin' for task force
'Cause I know they comin' but I'm reachin' my goal
Fuck bummin', I'm makin' sure I leave this whole
of the bridge, niggas die just to live
You want a beach, don't sleep 45 to ya wig
Represent Carol City, Dirty South ride wit me
M-I-Yayo on the map now it's my
and the storm begins
the direct way
collision course
smash through the lines
tank riding force
strong attacks
with high effects
5000 planes
the air in flames
the cash be; watchin for task force
Cause I know they comin but I'm reachin my goal
Fuck bummin, I'm makin sure I leave this whole game wit somethin
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