Lyrics:
Kiddo, we seen swords longer than a limo
My bros are blacksmiths like Jaden and Willow
Man, there's weapons over here, we're reppin' over here
We
the contribution, diagnose the producinm, determine loosely, your boy got juice
Escalate the future, what a bonus, for the chromos, afro in the cut, like a sheared
Ninja! We can play a game
Vat 'n kans, my fuckin' rhymes put you in a trance
Skud jou boude, skud-skud jou boude
I hope you can like it in the hole, nè?
Dana Goodman (chill) he thought the song was on track
So two weeks later it was out on wax
It busted up the charts like a hydrogen bomb
Up up up it
silly for the croud, then they think we all the same till my pistols get to plowin, so a hunit ain't enough, gotta keep it one thousand.
It sounds like
I’m full of myself – natural high
I’m pulling myself
Got my team, we’ve all got fam
Nobody’s stomach’s full by it'self
I hear the talkin’, they
Jump on the track with a hardcore hustle
With a busload a niggas this time we bought 'cha muscle
Wildchild's the one to uplift most and it's
And bless ya L's be on track to make an earthquake
Now wait
Desert storm just like Kuwait
Watch jake
Can't go to jail wit no Cake
'cause when I come home
no trouble or mystery who you call, yo
The JB's - like cool breeze on a coast
Ain't gotta say no more we let the vibe be your host
And let the rude
crowned
King of the party my mind is hearty
They call me a smarty the new Moriarty
Rare like Ugarte lets get it on like charley
Sheen we so clean
By now you shoulda noticed
I surpassed all my opponents
Heatin up just like a sauna
Now don't be extra like a bonus
Don't say that
Nah, nah, don't say,
this
Should we apologize? Naw never, just leave 'em
[Lil' T]
I'm like what's up doggie? Lemme introduce my clique and I
Lunatics, I'm Lil'
Hold my position on where I'm from
NYC! be the bread
Converted my talking to butter
On these plains is how we spread it around
But for now we in a party
ya back
Wyle Out Drawl to this Track
Wreck the party then get the bag
(Philly Philly) Philly Philly that’s where we at !
If we in yo city Then we
Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles
mine like, "How do we shine?"
With the pedal to the floor, never saw what's behind
Certified live, sittin' in park, you feel my drive
My nine to five
a lot of steam in here, I wanna let off
You got a wrinkled shirt? Put me by it
I got a lot of steam "Sell out"
You guys throw that word around like
'Cause I knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em
If it was goin' down like them, I didn't give a fuck
We was gonna tear this whole
up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts
don't rap for pleasure, I rap for cheddar
Guns clap for treasure straight like that forever
H, Bleek and Jay on a track together
It's a wrap for y'all
Do the damn thing baby
C'mon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell with the wire taps
New booby
them understand what I go through month by month?
Should've kept it real from the jump
Last track on a bonus tape, and I'm finally getting to it
I just
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
party started up, we're ready to prime
So if you're looking for a play that's both rad and raw
The house by the road with the best bands you ever saw
So
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