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that bass down drop (drop-drop)
Face down (slop top)
Ridin' in a drop-top, at your door knock-knock
Yeah, we chase pounds, guap, guap
Countin' a lot

any assists
Sound boogie down like the brothers, Kenny and Kris
Get a better serve, your dream has been deferred
That ain't gods path, you a pet that

Things to Do

The Mountain Brothers

Self 1

to Chinatown
Motivatin' to Ray Street, locatin' a place to eat
Plates is taped to the cheek (Yum)
Savin' the papers for DJ tapes to peep, down by the gallery

rhyme, from 12 to 12, schemin
in the cut on the corner by the bodega with the hammer steamin

[Kool G. Rap]
Friend, forgive him for his sins (he better

War and terror have raped these lands!
Through the turmoil, he's on the run with blood on his hands

With heavy limbs he sneaks down hidden trails

the truth
There you have it, it's all laid out
Your phony persona is so played out
I could see through your act like a screen door
You the type a dude who

At this height the pressure go straight to ya head
Putting up doors
City on lock
I’m from the heights ain't new to the top
Been at some lows that many would

And as the man went past
He saw a girl in need
So then he helped her out
As she got down to plead 

He told this to her
By the way, he's our guy
The trappy g from

place
The feds want a case
Who can I trust on this paper chase
They got my partner in the precinct making deals
Thought he was real, we been snuffing

through me
Go inside she's crying, the last three years she's been lying
My life's a rainstorm of I love you's
I miss you stepping in the puddles
Drive

to the edge, and still toe the line

Verse 3
Battlefields rattle wills of veteran marksmen
Its maddening my style a trademark of has-beens
Raps weaned on Garbage

And forever I will be holding and grabbing
The game is what I been pacing after
Heaven gate doors is what I’m chasing after
Chill back wit my girl relax

Wanna call my brother but heaven ain't got no phone plan 
Heard my twin got booked, punched my wall and kicked off my door man 
Shit ain't been

Bridge 2
I have been gone
For a million years
When I return you will 
(open your ears)
Listen to my new song 

Chopin: "Nocturne in c sharp minor"
Reading

just hit up the gang
Scoop them one by one the doors swing
Only speak real not fake
I wish I could say I had a Wraith
My drip my wave so great like

black suit they call me black Manta
When Mike died I went and put the flag down to go run my bands up
I was fucked up and hypnotized by the propaganda

the club, nuk po nalet
She fucks with the opps, nuk falet
Leni hallet, I du paret
Boot down doors edhe midis Tiranet
They want me on the wing like Mahrez

dropped left and right, we front center
Clear the back door cause that's the way we gone enter
Money bring power it don't bring no respect
I been respected

topic
When yo friend came thru the crib every weekend n she drunk
Tryna come up in da basement telling me she wanna fuck
Tryna duck her by locking da door

right
I've been looking for love at the disco
Now she in the spotlight
On the dancefloor
Breaking it down left right and center
But i see it's not an open

Last week saw you standing by the
Street lights type of guy to buy you 
Anything you want or wish you got it
But ive seen this film before, forgot it

waitin' by the mail
You tryna sign me for a deal, you better come with bout a mill
Send him to the sun put three up in him call em Bradley Beal
Bitch, don't

three four
The grind
Knocking at the door
Finna see philosophy
My mind pragmatic
Running through the numbers
Like I'm doing mathematics
Heavy is the crown

Slip Kid

Anvil

Songs of Anarchy: Music from Sons of Anarchy Seasons 1-4 [Original TV Soundtrack]

2011

kid

Keep away old man, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed
I'm not affected