Lyrics:
taxes except
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat
You movin' backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC
Go buy
Wu-Tang ruckus bringer
36 different dialects, we call spot checks
My homeland security, is up in the projects
Shaolin, Stapleton, Bricks on Broad Street
return
Heal myself, secrets that I hide, buried in these words
Death threats, ego must die, but I let it purge
Pacify broken pieces of me, it was all
occupies it)
We do the best we can (a household)
We travel this big earth as we roam (an environment offering security and happiness)
(A valued place,
comrodery move like tight security
Known to tear the club up plus the after party
On the battle field catch a body
With no fair warnin, my queen bee connect
sum
50 rounds with them 50 rounds
Im gone shake sum
My bodyguard i guard my own
Body i got bomb threat
Im laughing im counting old hunnids
Old as yo
uns kann man nicht auffallen
Came out of the projects, no Rolex, I got no flex
My life weren’t perfect at all, but one ting, I got no stress
Look,
get to work
Ring the alarm, red alert, nigga it gets worse
Bypass security networks with select words
Megahertz make nebulas reverse till your head
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
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security threat list?
I’m standing my ground i’ll never give up
I keep my head up, with integrity
I make hip-hop you call it nigga music
I’m now independent
said (Yup)
Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil' nigga hold his head (TreyWay)
He went to Chicago and ain't get shot
Just for goin', fuck what time it was, he
know the rest
I got God on my side
So my beat is blessed
Enough soul in my heart
It's peaking through my chest
I can't worry 'bout your threats
No
The Goat Set
You see the Baphomet accurate
We pose threats
I was up in hell kitecjin
Nigga no sweat
I posted up with in Satan
In da Projects
Askin when
through they speakers
But that's me living in a fantasy
Honestly, I feel I'm just exploring my vanity
I'm writing this project, it feels like insanity
I'm
Cut from a different cloth - Lyrics
Intro:
Yeah what a life
It's been a pleasure working on this project
B.O.G the EP
Cut from a different cloth
Lex, ya bitch been a fan
I will spin ya shit just like ceiling fan
Fuck sneak dissin' I am direct
My house look just like the projects
An' if you bustin'
Highly refined microchips ain't your worst threat
But your identity's encoded in S S
S S Nazi
Social Security obviously
It's unrelated
But peep
Highly refined microchips
Aren't your worst threat
But your identity is
Enclosed in s-s
S-s Nazi
Social security
Obviously
It's unrelated
But peep
subverted from birth until the Earth ends
AI making films next, ads laughing at passed Turing Tests
De-realization, disillusionment and disguised threats
It's
that?
Computer chips, they barcode everything we get
Type your life on the memory disk, poor/rich
Social security, triple six, mark of the beast
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