Lyrics:
of what's inside the speaker cables
I'm Nina Simone in the park, and Harlem in the dark
I'm the musical to the project fables
I'm the words scratched out
of what's inside the speaker cables
I'm Nina Simone in the park, and Harlem in the dark
I'm the musical to the project fables
I'm the words scratched out
This, this, this for my projects (oh, oh)
This, this, this for my projects (I say, oh, oh)
This, this, this for my projects (I say, oh, oh, yeah)
ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!
Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock
'Cause then we gonna run up in your spot
morning with the mixed dashboards triple digits
Parallel park like an alien, can't visit
Slideshow for the nice show, ten bitches
Fine nose with
really love you
Yes I do, yes I do
I've changed, like an 80's fade to the cornrows
To the White House, from Death Row
Projects to Hollywood
I've been
well
I want to ride this new highway
Ooo-ooo, that the project just completed
And we can go on
Well now, as I ride this new highway
Lord, n' I'm
when I got my new sheepskin, was goon season
It started in the Project Park
1985, '86 with the Clarks with the gum sole
Them young boys, they brung
project Park Hill (tang-o-Phonics number one)
You represent that project Murder West Brighton Now Born
Arm banging into that will
Word up (after
parts
Weed n dabs only I'm done with the narcs
Rather have 5 projects then 1 nice car
Only problem is where do I park
Garage is mess and it's filled up
I'm from the projects
So I'mma give it to you like a project 1K
(Young Shun on the track, boy)
Aye i be rapping I be trafficking
It Lil Kodak, I be
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
[x2]
Oh why
Swear its so good can't lie
Tell
Blue Bell jeans on low cut taper
No I can't save ya name that captain
When I'm in the Aston, Martin
So awkward when I park it
Rev up your engines, sound
the sign of the times
Read: one for project prisons wanted dead
I sped to the light, my realness bled through the mic
Like Marvin, I'm willing to save
me explain on this child style so you don't miss
I grew up to myself not 'round no park bench
Just a nigga bustin' flows off in apartments
Now who
me explain on this child style so you don't miss
I grew up to myself not 'round no park bench
Just a nigga bustin' flows off in apartments
Now who
weight of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80 proof
Get my dick sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park
weight of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80 proof
Get my dick sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park
Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta
Let us milk this cow the best way we know how
Park Hill projects chicka POW
One culture return of the track slasher
Double doser Cappadonna
what it is
Take the time, in this bitch
Sunland, remix, where the wick, keep it lit
Sniper Gang cutthroat, we the new Death Row
Manor Park, Melrose,
see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
(Project Pat)
and affection
Like a [Incomprehensible] pain we tryin' to figure it out
No young boys playin' in the park and havin' fun
They find their manhood at the barrel
Let us milk this cow the best way we know how
Park Hill projects chicka POW
One culture return of the track slasher
Double doser Cappadonna
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