Lyrics:
rub on your titties (yeahhhhhh)
Yeah I said it -- rub on your titties
New York city gritty committee pity the fool that
act shitty in the midst
Those four friends
They started a group called the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee
We just called it "SNCC"
And the movement they started that
excellence is met with this
White supremacy colluded with
Infiltrated institutionally
Too Hoover reminiscent
More than really
Student Non-violent Coordinating
these joints so that these, sound loud
Some kids be actin stank like a baby pant
It's the rapper Abstract that make the joint get amped
Yo, use your body
titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Y'all know the name (uh)
Pharoahe fuckin'
titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Y'all know the name (uh)
Pharoahe fuckin'
Gang bang
Im bout to go crazy
Hunnid joint to the face no cap My nigga my vision hazy
Thick chick denise huxtable Mixed wit marsha brady j
Soon
soin d'elle
J'allume un joint vu qu'elle a besoin d'air
Je sens que son pouls doucement s'accélère
C'est fou comme la tristesse ça fédère
On ne parle pas
Broaden your joints
Keep your eyes on the prize
The struggle goes on
Eryday (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Eryday
And I'ma live it through my music
(ha ha
am not going away
I violated the rules and I'm apologizing
For God's sake, I'm 80 years old
And all I'm saying is, heck
Have the ethics committee
throw joints in the crowd
we got, joints in our mouth, see the point is we proud
around for night when Snype rolled a quarter pound
in one joint
Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what)
Yo yo yo yo this joint is strictly for heavy weighters
not them playa haters know what I'm sayin'?
joint, blaze
Pass that fucking joint, blaze
Live ferociously when I’m snorting all these lines (Yeah)
A fucking piece of cake as i’m going through these
Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what)
Yo yo yo yo this joint is strictly for heavyweighters
Not them playa haters knahmsayin?
'Cause in
winning for later joint
All for one and one for all and justice
For all and fiddlin' with dead mice
Only toughens the claws
My all systems go will be
I'm a sit pretty and write little ditties while you keep getting puffed and passed like my joints up committee saying that little bitty became a ho so
Guys in your office they leaning on 50
Boomers get mad when Z run the meetings
I can see homies line up for committee
That is a precinct
Fuck 12
aight
Naa sharab na joint peeta mai mood me chai
Rehta hu top pe jaise doodh ki hu malai
Par rapper kahi ka ho karta main bhoon ke fry
Sneak diss karre
stop, Won’t stop, That’s the model when we Go!
Like a race-car driver on the road
Verse 3
-I been tryna to put my city on the map, my committee in this
niemals mein'
Alte Schlüssel öffnen keine neuen Türen, nein!
Man ich leb' in der Booth, echt
Committe mich komplett oder cutte, bin direkt
Vertrauen,
like a hippy
Told me she from Mississippi
Traveled long just to see me
Even i was busy
Wit a lost lil giddy
Ima run the whole committee
But it ain’t no
Verse 1
Aye check the score, the real niggaz up a hunnid points.
I'm in your city, but they never play your little joints
But we don't show no pity,
all out the joint smashing
Through it while you blew it then spewed it
From the gutter to a mutter to a stutter
Raise another brother
Other Mother
want I just get what I want
Fuck what the point I just fuck with the coin
Fuck up this joint cause fuck it I'm done
Ya could do what ya want but ya don't
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