Lyrics:
It's you, boy, young butt piss. cnd it certainly has been a while since I've done like a, an autotune rant, haven't I? Some of you guys asked me
committee
Who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?
The critics or the cops?
The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused
Take a closer look
Methadone kitty
Iron serenity
Ghetto defendant
It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
(Strung-out committee
Methadone kitty
Iron serenity
Ghetto defendant
It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
(Strung-out committee
Itty Bitty Committee no ass she shakin' tities
From Atlantic to the Pacific the bitches know we litty
Hella ratchet kinda sadity I think that bitch
Yeah
Young Shepherd
Merzo on the beat
Know what im saying
It's time to make moves
It's time to make plays
Yeah
Started off workers, now we Bosses
I
the armed forces
10 million more overseas – that's enormous
25 million workers paid for war bonds
All of the while people question why the war's on
There
Dropped 28 grams on my worker told him hit me when you need a reload,
Knew I’d be a boss ever since I was young 15 when I saw my first kilo,
Posted
to your grill,
My nine kills, I'm Big Scoob from Brownsville.
The world's greatest lover, the chocolate brother...
[Chorus:]
Who's the committee
Now, if you want higher wages let me tell you what to do
You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you.
You got to build you a union, got
go walking with a limp Aight,
You a worker I’m a boss what ya life like,
You a worker I’m boss I can tell ya what my life like,
Since a young nigga
president of the DJ committee
We're gonna be up all night gettin' with it
Want you to spin the sounds that are with it
From down in the land that's real
Real
Now, if you want higher wages let me tell you what to do
You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you.
You got to build you a union, got
Now, if you want higher wages let me tell you what to do
You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you.
You got to build you a union, got
the baby brother, and my sisters spoil me with love.
cs a Thomas, which I've been the chairman, co-chairman, and committee member of for many family
Talking squad deep no committee
Talk is cheap talking “Really?”
Youngen creep; "Dark Dindy"
Straight out the booth
Visionary how I move
Balling, no dirt
The torch committee now confirms
The truth of rumors lately heard
That there come monsters in our midst
Well-disguised and carefully hid
Anywhere
hardcore committee's dumb to f*** out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, cuffle my boots, f***in' with you
as yo' mouth
My street value, well, it ain't won't even fit in yo' couch
When I bust, titties come out
No matter what city hardcore committee's dumb
the cover
You get cases, the game's so dangerous
Social worker flow
I grew up in a social worker home
I never let the social get involved
'Cause now I'm
hardcore committee's dumb to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, cuffle my boots, fuckin' with you
wavey I'm surfing
Told my workers keep working
Early birds get the worms
How you think we swerve them Germans
Yeah the tables keep turning
All I know is
You a worker not a boss so stay up in the back seat
Send my niggas down ya block we sliding down the back street
Just some new age niggas with some
to willfully walk out that door. Go, if you want
She's young. She's probably an uneducated American. Probably a valley girl
But, if you're going to remain here
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