Lyrics:
Hey everybody!
We would like to give a shout out to all of our peeps
And we hope you enjoyed treating your ears to the sonic kaleidoscope of
My
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
We sent out the SOS call
It was a quarter past 4 in the morning
When the storm broke our second anchor line
Four months at sea 4 months of calm seas
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
wanna get my jet to leave
(Leave)
Go and play the front nine at Pebble Beach
(Beach)
Set some goals that I'll never reach (Nope)
Get you high, seven
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
had the matrix of the 516 in my jeans
So I sided with my funk to bring my second on call
For me and the Sheep, our mission's on the beach of 804
know
Second by second, heat blazed through the night
Leaving a dazzling array of neon lights
The primary reason of mission for them spitting
and a few
Our lives are made of minutes made of seconds
One day will be the last for me for you
Give me 73 seconds of truth
You can't escape with
like James Bond, wit infra-red views inject propellin
Was a 7, my steps, and wit da few
I make power jewels, drop jewelz, wit da crewz
Inside a, outta
Verner
My wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up
It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust
Ain't out of the blue like we usually do
So me and Angelo came around about seven
With stars in our
24/7 ndichipanda bag
Keep your 2 cents, I need hella bands
Had to make a move for the culture
Haters tried to shoot me down vakapotsa
Ndakakosha
Kupfuura
gold
Conquer, advance, go and get the band (Band)
Go go go go
Gangs all here it's a Coochie cram
Try and test our team
Conquest crew
With Knight
to break up now you know
This break up is now explained
By plate tectonics
Rather than Wegener's concept of
Continental drift
We are the 7
your back on the Kings, our team's too fuckin strong
Be the second loced loady settin it off in the session
There be no second guessin D-Loc is who you
that's right
It's on my mind
Me and the crew finna shine
Talking like niggas it's our time
We on our grind
R.I.P Craig mack
DWWL we attack
And I
wizards, casino sisters, I'll have 'em drain you
It's painful to live in our shoes, hit you with jewels
All my banksta'z, get in the groove, rubbin' your
thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants
on my life, I am not pulling the dinger! I am telling ya, this is god's honest truth.
Well after the release of the album, the band were branded
up, 'cause they got caught up by trickaz now
Lock down to all blood clots, Malik and Warren G and we shakin up
Spots
[Warren G]
Plots, when we
So damn tough
So - damn - tough
Everywhere we go downtown or to a show
We have two necessities
Charlie Mack and our limo
He's feared by suckers
We grew up together
Shared nights, times and lessons
Had the best times in a fucked up cellar
Started our first band and we were
Like glue, like
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