Lyrics:
One: U-God]
This rhyme you digest through the RZA console
Ask why I slam nine diagram pole
Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame
Golden Arms is
Someday the world will pass you by
Don't want to be left behind
Take me to your ground zero now
Tunnel vision, I feel the heat
Lost in phobia, veiled in
When Britannia ruled the wave
And the empire was still great
You could go around the world in eighty days
Wear your Sunday best on the Orient Express
all enemies , blown away by the bombs
Damaged Reich, so close so near
Damaged Reich, filled us with fear
Damaged Reich,so close to success
Damaged
Yeah
The Fat Gangsta
Here comes the nigga from the East
Who just been crowned for most hated by police
The public enemy rapper at large
cgyei uh eh Rico X2
Check my lingo
This the way it go
Uh eh
Bomb Bomb Bomb
See how they
Stun stun stun
When we try to keep it calm calm
We be it
Driving home, mid-afternoon, the bomb blast rips your flesh
Your brave crusade has made you enemies and meant your death
The low life in high places can't
baby's Ivanka!
They don't give a damn about a good nigga
They wanna take what you givin' and put you out in the river
Without a particular 'bout, I
the heat in the cold
You're making it harder
Oh
Everyday that's passing by
Wanna feel your hand in mine
I'm gonna find the light
Which is making me shine
I met you in No Man's Land
Across the wire we were holding hands
Hearts a-bubble in the rubble
It was love at bomb site
Well, all you give me
kill for the life of the team?
If I ever came between you and the green (that's right)
Who's the fiend? (Who's the fiend?), By any necessary means
I
"Look, I was gonna go easy on
You not to hurt your feelings"
"But I'm only going to get this one chance"
"Something's wrong, I can feel it"
Six
[Intro: Papoose]
Oh!!! This the one right here!!! Swizz Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took y'all everywhere, ain't nowhere to take y'all but
love is?
Not sure you ever found it
But it's love to the ones you're surrounded by
They say love can be boundless
But why does it feel like we're
troupe
The man is like BOOOP
You can't touch the Krush Groove
I live by the lunch table
Touched fables
Ducked labels
Lookout for the one he'd abide
one is led by Noflipe
Well I'm Pew
And I come back with my hood suit
Call me the new, call me the blue
You'll never get what we gonna do
Stop, to play
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
hittin' up Maury
You see these my sons pass the glory
Still passin' the sun get to forty
By then I'm still rockin' w shorty
I be testin' the rocks Rick
Learn to be
Red Light green light stop means go
The world keeps spinning outta control
Are you wasted? Just like me
Wake up go to work watched by
chicks in the living room
Getting it on and they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
"O" is for oochie
Oh you ain't know
How many O's in the bankroll
going
In the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by
Some sort of political reflex
But all they're doing is paying dues
To the Military
Cartagena
I told her shake it like a Polaroid
Then she winning Instagram to ?
Addicted to the fame ?
That head bomb but that pussy killer
I'm going swimming
Or kiss you goodnight
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
Why don't we stay the same
Playing cherry bomb mind games
Every day has
Ha, told 'em
Waylon and willie tres
Haha ha, yee-yee
Got a bad blond bomb shell, man that pussy golden
You can't tell me shit about my bitch,
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