Lyrics:
it's real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it's real
Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck
Caught by
Georgetown was very symbolic and very connected
Not just to Black DC but to Black America
They were kind of Black America's basketball team
For a lot
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Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
grow with them
America's cultures
Not just American culture
These people aint no vultures
Constitute your brain to hold her
I mean liberty that dame
not? I don't give a fuck about who's running for president
When residential estates end up creating evidence
America's upset again, and cops have been so
this shit on my soul
God bless America but I rather be on my own (On God)
Put this shit on my soul
Just like a clan, I'll kill you if you don't lower
and drink in spades
But heaven's got a gate full of metal detectors
Contra affair
Don't you want to get through?
What am I to tell the inspector?
Border
with mine
Brothas hear me from like fifty blocks away
I wanna turn their head, so you know I gotta play high
Decibals
Passin through a residential
Brothers hear me hitting from like 50 blocks away I
Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta play
High decibels passing through a residential district
Give me a bottle, I love the bombay
I want all my thugs in the house to say hey
Aka the night stalker, bouncing through your residential
Mr. Shadow's
Contract cellular, connected forever
Multi cellular, there's a plethora
Fractal cinema in your retina
Colonial settlers, this is America!
Effort minimal,
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legislative communism with no
Residential death
Hey yo america you been looking pretty bad cat
I know you working on martial law I can see the steps
You only
Brothers hear me hitting from like 50 blocks away I
Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta play
High decibels passing through a residential district
to know, it’s part of the basics,
She went to residential school, created art from the pain there,
Pay attention cause in her generation it was hard
my dna inspector gadget
They wanna cut my nuts off Jesse Jackson
The fuckin third splash bro these shots automatic
Ima Salvador Dali painting off
en la gente
Siempre muy obediente
Comprende que lo bueno en corazón está presente
Pero recuerda de todo lo ocurrido
Con aquel inspector que estaba bien
And ain't nobody there to protect ya
Except a bunch of incompetent human rights inspectors
[Chorus]:
Is life worth living if you living in hell?
When
underwear 'cause they can't seem to get off my nuts (get, get, get, get)
America sucks, U.S.A. for me mean us and don't touch (uh-huh)
Like Big Time Rush
and washin' 'em down with some Tetly
Like I was an animal a cannibal like Hannibal Lector
No lecture when I let you see that spiritual inspector
Pause for
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