Lyrics:
Rick Lieberberg, ein Gauner ist auf Tour
Guck dich doch im Spiegel an du Laune der Natur
Der Universal Soldier in der schwulen Rap-Scene
Guck mich
the tuition
Now i wear diamonds that cost a tuition
Police tryna ID me said i fit the description
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun,
the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their
Lucid description
Come my direction
You like to see me
But you not my girl
You something different
You my hallelujah
Look what God made baby
Labelled a villian it's sad
To say but I fit the description
Take the young boys fishing walk
With intent tryna dodge convictions
Victim
(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)
From the Illadelph side
To the New York side
To the the universal side
(Everybody reppin' from
Jadan we got one
We gon go commercial, we gon go commercial
And fuck all the people who say we can't go universal
We gon go commercial, we gon go
hostile, but I just can't get enough
Being vegetarian just ain't quite my scene
There's only so much you can do with soy beans
Mom, your universal love is
Biggie, but, who is he?
You can't get my description
You need a prescription
Two doses of the ferocious
Feel the weight when I'm crushing 'em
Bumrushing 'em
hostile, but I just can't get enough
Being vegetarian just ain't quite my scene
There's only so much you can do with soy beans
Mom, your universal love is
the props? Biggie
Who got the Glock? Biggie but who is he?
You can't get my description
You need a prescription
Two doses of the ferocious
Feel the weight when
Drink and sip the water
From the cup of copper
Take these pains and problems
Universal solvent
Pick them up and drop em
Got no real power
Racing up
on then that’s not an honest description
Can help your mind if you listen just like I’m signing prescriptions
OG Grissom keep the magazine and I can sign
suspicion, you fit their description
And public execution is much cheaper than prison
But the times when it's not, the cops will cuff you up
And they'll work
(Shoot through your car door
Shoutout to Cardo) (Uno, I killed it)
Uh
I popped me some shrooms
now I'm having questions
Third eye open, universal
Same scene, played over and over
Same sweet passion, same warm blood
Softly speaking, the universal language
So many lovers ............. One love
smooth
Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks
Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool
I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm
around
Same scene, played over and over
Same sweet passion, same warm blood
Softly speaking, the universal language
So many lovers ............. One
The streets let ya breathe again
But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end
Of Universal Law, I'm callin on the meek and the poor
To fight back
Welcome into my world
Watching the scene unfurl
Right here no need to search
This where the heat is served
Welcome into my world
Watching
a cash fiend
When I hit the scene split the green the whole team
I can see you Money's not in your description
And what you talkin bout I have no
I need wings
Flightless kings
Peep the scene
Live yo dreams
Make them feen
Bitch I bling
Whip on lean
I'm hot
Watch me steam
I need wings
Flightless
Something special in the air
Every ghetto want house and car
Live like billionaire
Affi conquer this yah global
Cannot live inna fear
Universal Alerts
There's something happening, I feel it in my chest
The description is elusive but my body can attest
To the ultimate distraction and the meaning it
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