Lyrics:
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black man with a gun in
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Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
throw it back so steady
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like
Build up the monument to
Build up the monument to break it down
Dissect the world to see what happens
By the hands of man
Deliver death upon the same
to short, your legs to small
I'm the sure shot shit off of deputy dog
Break it in two and true so do
By myself I can take you and you and you and you
Straight
to burglaries
Been chase by the cops in my city
Got opps in my city, they still tryna murder me, bang
Woo, oh you wanna see a shot to the head
Tell my lil brother
the smack
Now they got me for traffickin', racketeerin', audio crack
They call me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
Ghetto
and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and any strategy
Ay, say
You got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
love me so hard, yah' just murdered!
Don't love me right, it'll be murther!
I know you'll do right by me —
You're alright by me!
You're alright!
Murder
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
all-powerful right?
What is evil though man? It's anything that's against God. It's anything morally bad or wrong
It's murder, rape, stealing, lying, cheating
nigga, rush that nigga
get that nigga, man bust that nigga
[Chorus 2]
You want to front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
you want to go and try
on it this game
Here owe me my moment
They probably know me by moments momentarily
Well soon enough this gone be they therapy
Man soon enough these
then)
All of my niggas are savages
Have you dead by the weekend nigga
I'm tatting up all of my sleeves
Memories hit and I run to the weed
My cousin
wax
Ah one new dance weh Chi Ching find again
Ah run the street and the lane and 'round di the bend
Way Up! Ah di name and di title
Done by
murder with no evidence
Hard to sentence him off of sentencing
Man its evident that i'm heaven sent
But hell if I know if they let me in
Guess their seeing
Kung Fu Kicks 2
Kung Fu Kicks 2
Murder these bitches
They no longer an issue
Kung Fu Kicks 2
Kung Fu Kicks 2
Murder these bitches
They no longer
say I tried to save her held her up by a dread
Pass the money under table cash win over pigs
Until they see the brown pigment now they reaching for lead
Murder murder kill kill kill
Murder murder kill kill kill
Deading any crew with the megaton fist
What da fuck ya wanna do?
What the fuck you think
times, sucked up my pride hella times
Psyched me out and told me, hit that draco 11 times
My country fascinated with murder, the mass shootings are
chatting to Osama
Skepta the K I N G
Man start panicking when I MC
Yeah, J-A rules, but it’s Boy Better Know
It’s not Murder IN-C
Yo, they’re some hating
Ecstasy
Circus of relentless vice
Killed, Thrilled in draconian times
The age of murder
Symmetry, a freak of nature
Ignored by the rotten flesh
worst day
I get the cake, every day, it's my birthday (cake)
Play with the mob, shake the spot like a earthquake (murder)
C-Murder with me in the coupe
Serve the fuckin' indictment, cause it's murder in the first degree
Kill 'em all that's what the final word'll be
Pay the fee or it's murder in the first
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