Lyrics:
me crazy (3X)
She got me open, like two big scoops of Raisin Bran
Watchin adult films, I'm part time her freak man
Thinkin how she's
1X NINE ELEVEN X1 (HISS FROM HELL)
Words and Music by
Thomas R. COSGROVE
Dust surrounds the city centre,
The smoke it billows high,
Some are jumping
brothers wit bin laden
All of my bruddas like HBO no we do not watch HBO but we max
Blickies be bunny get that from they brudda
They hopping from d to d Ruby
a joke. I was walkin' on my path crossed a tight rope. Was walking for the train I said no. Still inside my head I had hope.
Verse 3b:
Talk the big talk.
for a price not a problem
It's The Riddler
Once again it's the mind bender, three-time felony offender
Demented, brain cemented, mixed in
a three-five
Sell a halftime at halftime
It's halftime, halftime
Keep a lil steel by my belt line
FN leave you with an outline
And you'll only see me at halftime
Rip this summer
Its none other
Big Muk Runna
Big Muk Runna, Big Muk Runna
Ever since young, ever since younger
I wanted to be just like my brother
starting to see
My brother, Kyo, is a samurai, I think
Daddy tells me that his scars are from a big battle
I've seen the one on his chest, but he seems so
starting to see
My brother, Kyo, is a samurai, I think
Daddy tells me that his scars are from a big battle
I've seen the one on his chest, but he seems so
Your mother love another son like you ain't even his brother
Pussy nigga, I flip up to the max on you, nigga
Pose the violent threat, immediately black
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
how they crucified Christ on that tree.
But Satan, the snake himself, wasn't so at ease.
Well, he took his crooked finger,
And he dialed the phone by
yeah, serving the bundles (abundance)
Lawyers and opps, yeah, judged by twelve and six feet under (Coke Boy, baby)
One time for Chinx, one time for Max
shit
Lift off rounds and jet quick
This piece is gettin heated
Cause a rush, a stampedin
Devils are all defeated by the blood brothers
Chorus
Verse
and Mitch, followin my cousin Murdoch
All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel
By the way, peace to my man Sha and Big Neal
Now in
the ladder of success, we tecs
We build and destroy
Still climbing with chill climate
Big brother Phil been real
Rest easy to Uncle Juan
Bullets in windshield,
what turned his dream into a nightmare
Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary."
He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody
Maybe if we
Doin' what comes naturally
You don't have to go to a private school
Not to pick up a penny by a stubborn mule
You don't have to have a professor's
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
the monster's dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is
brothers like
We really supposed to do, we throwing money at Mike
Michael been rich and Nike been richer
Lemme break it down since you don't get the big
to understand me
What should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family
What else could I do?
By fifteen, many brothers had to run
I had mad dough, mad friends,
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
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