Lyrics:
John Adams:
All right, gentlemen, let's get on with it
Which of us will write our Declaration of Independence?
Mr. Adams, I say you should write
thinkin about?
Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway
Chillin in the project hallway
(repeat 1.5X)
[Kool Keith]
Tour bus,
[9th Prince]
Yoaw! Whattup
This right here, is an explosion
For all the radio stations
Across United Nations, United States
Word up, turn this up
the judges in connecticut
saying folks deserve their rights even if their gay
using legal code to judge law you know
so here we go
you can tell me about your
boy straight up out the borough, got some family in Connecticut
These younglings out here wilding catching bodies for a membership
Momma she real
and the white rich felt threaten. Like how dear he bring them platinum plaques back to the projects and got them hood niggas feeling like they were GOD’S again.
And grab more than a picket
Sign when time to protest
Provocative prose, the flows project
I'm a professor
You get your fuckin' progress checked
"I know
The wild Gremlins ya'll know the F right?
When the winner lose and the losers win
Nobody scores just a few good men
But everybody sins a lot
enemies
Always keep it hood even in another hood
Stay true like a muthafuckin brotherhood
Stay true to what we know thats the project life
Quick to fight
my life, all I wanna do is shine, yeah
How we made it out the projects out the 9
This money legal, I don't need to do no crime', yeah
2023, I promised
throughout this shit
Chorus.
GPS over the project to follow our flesh
I know chased by the angel death
Just keep your wings up
GPS over the projects
Hear me, see me
Welcome to soundview projects
Bronx new york, 10473
Intersection action ribs touching
New gutter smacks replacing the whole
that's the plug's
Boy, you need to stop it, ayy
Feelin' myself, I'm the hottest, Louis V Prada and Balenciaga
I still hit the projects
We paid, I can't do
Bitch I'm pouring up that sprite
Mix it up with syrup got no type of legal right
I just like sipping give a fuck if I die
But I love the weed plant
Hear me, see me
Welcome to Soundview projects
Bronx, New York, 10473
Intersection action ribs touching
New gutter smacks replacing the whole
(talk), feel like Anita (talk)
Apologize, you denied my people
Made our death legal (come on), we all paralegal (uh)
Gotta defend ourselves when the laws
(talk), feel like Anita (talk)
Apologize, you denied my people
Made our death legal (come on), we all paralegal (uh)
Gotta defend ourselves when the laws
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
the chase we bring it to where you live at
I wouldn't play you
I'd rather try and buy your label
Miss maximillion
Exotic diamonds let it charm
Legal life
Sometimes it's on the right
It depends on the way you're going
Sometimes Nick spits on the mic
I've got one backpack, but wanna take both sacks off
Only one
hands it was meant to be evil
We yearn for equal rights but it'll never be equal
Someone gotta pray for us we getting shot like it's legal
The human race
South to East Orange
Keep pourin' that liquor, but nigga don't sleep on it
You'll be givin' up your Jesus piece to your peeps to pawn it
For legal
I cryed for hours till they finally freed you
Drop to my knees and screamed Mama we need you
Then you went back to school and got a job that's legal
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