Lyrics:
blessing
We want this money fck being reckless
But dont think we wont get aggressive
Bitch im Ready gang
3rd Verse-
I swear fear me like Slum Gaud
how we get by this time while we drive
its where we sit when we ride high
into this galaxy cause I can't see
right in front of my face
broken glass
the world with my goons
We're an invincible team
My hitters are mean
Killers and guerillas that scheme
Killing machines ready to die
By living the dream
Mmm
Doo doo
Been hanging on this branch way up so high
So many stop to look and wonder then they pass me by
I am now ripe and ready for someone
laughed instead, you said we're dead.
So get this through your head,
I've got one more left.
You better be ready to bring us your worst,
This army is
Platoon of sappers advancing toward the barricade!
Troops behind them, fifty men or more!
Fire!
Sniper!
See how they run away!
By god,
reason to let time go by
Ain't getting no where so if I
Make a move then would you care
Could you handle it from there
If you're ready get your,
just from memory, forever been a target
Clarity the remedy, and therapy the hardest
All I couldn't dare to see was never worth the bargain
Burning
clothes like you got a death wish
Get your punk ass on the sidewalk
Broke bitch!
And this motherfucker crossing the
Street is takin' forever
Like he tryin'
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
you're facing
Fool, it's Mr. Shadow with ammo, ready to blaze it
In case it gets out of hand
I'm that bald motherfucker that'll scold you like step-dad
You
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
Night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight
you niggas still stuck
Under the pavement, still stuck on them slave ships
Better get to your Optimus Prime, wasting time
It's stuck inside of your
livin' a double life
I sip toxic like a sacrifice from a cup half full
And by the time it hits her lips its holy water on some boss shit
That's from never
[entirely spoken in lucid reflective manner]:
You'll see.
They think I'm off my crust as I creep about the caff.
But I'm really getting ready
at your mami games house
And every now and then I just pass by and get it
(Tsipib) aha hey wena
Aha hey wena (Ekse Tsibip)
Aha hey wena
U tla shwa hey wena
Don… Hardbody
Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
I'm gone find you
And take it slowly... yay
See this backwood in my hand got me feeling
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