Lyrics:
Rocked jewels dropped school still didn't fail
Rhymes still written well hold court in the street
Never sit in the cell for a second then I'm gettin' my
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell
He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed
He's
grabbed me by my neck pushed me towards the damn door
See my homies, locked down on the same floor
So you want to be a killer and run the streets bro?
partner
By the name of Kendrick Lamar
You know what I'm talkin' about?
This is the ism this is the vision
You know what I'm talkin' about?
You gotta
Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Make no mistake, this shit as real as Joe, we follow the killer's code
When we come for you, tell me where will
wiped off the face of the planet by disease
They claim they have no cure
In the matter of a blinking eye
All of us right now can testify
Take a stand,
Rocked jewels dropped school still didn't fail
Rhymes still written well hold court in the street
Never sit in the cell for a second then I'm gettin' my
no meat
Had the cold feet for a second
Mega-niggas in my box throwing suggestions
Had me checking myself and double checking, I popped in
gon' have to come and get me
If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill
We just left the club
So you know we both drunk as fuck
30 min in, second wind
Call it cardio
I go up and down round and round super Mario!
Oh wee
no fucking fish tanks in your Civic (nah)
Fuck getting your ride pimped, you'll get hog-tied, wimp
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shrimp
I'm a name brand, just like Nike
I'm a name brand, man wanna fight me
Cause I'm a name brand, but you can't take man
"Wiley, where are you going?"
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout
To no-one in particular
Avoiding people you
of all that's said and done
The forgotten son
This city's buried in defeat
I walk along these no name streets
Wave goodbye to all
As I fall...
contents ..
John: no. I don't think so because...
Questioner: hitler could have been voted by the french, for instance.
John: every nation will have
bulletproof hats
And steel pants
Now everybody got a gun in they hand
Yeah bitch nigga run to ya man
Street sweeper aerials fuck where they land
Niggas close
night I was up at Farmers, politician wit some bloods
They told me "yo L, in the streets you ain't getting no Love
And Ever since the X's and the Jiggas
still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and the wine
Oh, but all the wonders I have seen, I will see a second time
From inside of the ages through
it figures
I personify perfection and my mic is a tool
I make another rapper feel small as a molecule
There's no race no contest, I'll never have
Second lines pity crimes
Down to a gun call all from a phone call
I done been through it all
Well you forgot my name fiend
And I don't fuck around
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Pseudo-Hip Hop icons of pop-culture
This document presents the intentions of
Hip Hop Kulture when the
Good name of Hip
the bullseye
I been down bad in the field with no cliques barely gettin' by
Came up from nothin' and when I progressed my nigga come look at my eyes
Like you
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