Lyrics:
and rapped with these rappers and bow to they massa
But not this boi
I'm not a slime I don't slither no wizard
Yea no chamber of secrets no Saul'n for witches
Baps is waiting at his bricked-up bar, down in his crappy old shed
Look'n pretty dusty cos its 9am and he hasn't even been to bed
Bolo rocks up in
sum'n
Gotta persevere they always say'n no
When you really need 2 hold sum'n
It was cold in the crib
Unhkl clee wouldnt go'n
Had the stove run'n
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
9 pm it can be here it can be away
9 pm it can be here right by the bay
9 pm it can be here till I go away
9pm
9pm is too much time time
Ask ur
the 9 respect the 9
If you live by the 9 well then you die by the 9
If you live by the 9 we'll then you die by the line
Yea there ain't no safety for
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
baller, n**** G'z and cut ki's
Gats for enemies, freeze! hundred degreez
Kill, robbery, soldier- born to ride
Killer- born to die, Mama- was born
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
about money
Stay in the back cuz I ain't into front'n
They got the check and they try to be runn'n
You ain't talk'n bout nothin
Dont look at me if it
sword plus the Abbot in the chamber, nine in the clip
At the gatherin, we left you staggerin, yo it had to been
Hot Nickel, who broke bread,
sword plus the Abbot in the chamber, nine in the clip
At the gatherin, we left you staggerin, yo it had to been
Hot Nickel, who broke bread,
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
sh** is kinda crazy
8 plus 9, that's seventeen if you add it up
Made fifty K, I know these n****s all was mad as f***
When my granddad died he was 88
He
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
I was born brainless but
Just because I'm brainless
Doesn't mean I can't be
Dangerous when have
Nine in the chamber when I release my anger
I
sword plus the Abbot in the chamber, nine in the clip
At the gatherin, we left you staggerin, yo it had to been
Hot Nickel, who broke bread,
and by myself
Why is it, that this was the hand I was dealt
I am running into the fire
Tonight this war is easily lost
Cause I can't cut these wires
way he breathing again
Been a minute since 9 Blvd
N*ggas thinking they run the street sh*t again
Y'all trippin like Ella Mae I got it hella made
Element
of the cut of North Memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen, guards we don't set trip
For my niggaz doin time 201 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line
five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all
U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
a common thief as fire fills up the sky
A leeward tack to a foggy bank, lets us slowly slip on by
Run'n just fine up the Caroline's, like a tranquil kind
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