Lyrics:
our City
24 the realest
Primetime let's get it
Hialeah we wit it
Dade County our City
24 the realest
Primetime let's get it
Hialeah we wit it
If I find
Filled with "So"'s and "Oh, yeah"'s
Dade County always, 305 all day
Now all day we can parlay, or all day we can party
She read books, especially in
with a chop' and a mop
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him
a house still
And my brother need lawyers for appeal
No deal if the terms don't appeal
Turnin' to a new page
Kids don't read books
Ownin' a little data
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
to the next next
Data-perforated counties making you upset-set
Harvest all Brand-X Clark Kents to worm food
Carbon heart, buried his nozzle in fossil marker
the inner city rules, conveying the news
Soon as the jam start the man's art'll jam parks
Slam so hard it remains a landmark
The rhyme that I'm styling,
care and county courts
At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts
In drawing rooms and city morgues
In award winning photographs
Of life rafts on the China
poo-poo
Yo, Starks, tell Vel to book more suits
Aiyo, Vel, tell L to call more treats
Snow bunnies, house wives of Orange County
We gun smoking
been through
Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs
Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand
New millennium marching forward
All aboard seek and destroy
Any
this shit for years and still impressin'
Tryna get whatcha on me, nothin' mo, nothin' less
'Cause in my black Lex, I rolls from county to county
City
No Looker Slow Cooker they gon book us
Put your bets up I remember cheffing cook ups
In them county greens the shopping sprees
Cop my CD, an Oscar
destroyed was EDWARDS AIR FORCE BASE...
And TO THIS VERY DAY, 'Wing Nuts' and Data Reduction Clerks alike, speak in reverent whispers about that fateful
Bulleit Rye
Humboldt County, Riverside
Kansas City, New England Pride
Otis Redding, Rodgers and Hart
Richard Gere, Amy Smart
Parry Gripp, John Updike
Rosie
to these niggas
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
Shawty know she fuck me good and like she caught a lick
My daughters took that for the feds,
bitter, harder, fatter, stressed
This city's made for the doers
The movers, shakers, data accruers
This city's made for the doers
The movers, shakers,
Welcome
To the bottom of the map
Florida that is
South Florida to be exact
Straight out the tricounty
Welcome to Broward county
Where them jits going
The All New Know Nothings
I know you’ve never been to New York City
Although I’ve seen a photo of you on Fifth avenue
I know you’ve never heard
There was a girl in Upshur county, she fell in love with a traveling man
You know he come from the wrong side of the tracks but she liked holding his
poo-poo
Yo, Starks, tell Vel to book more suits
Aiyo, Vel, tell L to call more treats
Snow bunnies, house wives of Orange County
We gun smoking
which books, what tunes, why god, how love?
are we alone or from above?
bright eyes atop the afternoon
adrift the atom bomb harpoon
which hooks, what
Sonoma County on a Sunday
Not a cloud in the California sky
Cement Buddha in the backyard
Unperturbed by the ants crawlin' up his thigh
T.J.
I'm trying to climb the ladder
I'm trying to climb the ladder
Get all accounts fatter
Improve investment data
I'm trying to climb the ladder
I'm
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