Lyrics:
the mass mob the market place
'cause we rock the black market tapes
Hard margin (hard margin)
[Mos Def talking]
haha haha, these cats is funny man
Hand in hand
Gland in gland
With a spoonful of miracle
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary
We will rock you, rock you little snake
We will keep
Hand in hand
Gland in gland
With a spoonful of miracle
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary
We will rock you, rock you little snake
We will keep
) ain't really shit
want to roll so hard, all of the time
You and that bitch playin Too $hort rhymes
If you aks me, what it's all about, I'll say
Hand in hand
Gland in gland
With a spoonful of miracle
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary
We will rock you, rock you little snake
We will keep
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
da da, da da da da
La da da da, da da da da da
I went to a wishing well
But sank to the ocean floor
Cut up by sharpened rocks
And washed up
the ro-ro-ro-ro-rocks
We've been going ha-ha-ha-ha-hard
I spend nights away and I'm homesick
Still see your face in my eyelids
I fall asleep, my phone silent
Tryna
ma, I’m a mu’fuckin’ rap star
Everywhere I go, I’m accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain’t gotta say it, I’m your
been so hard for me, I can't conclude how to feel
Bringing snakes in the grass, to the cage if they rattle, kill
I'm competitive, beating you
all hard (We still here)
Stalk the stage with the pride of the panther
Hands off Asada and the blood
Of a dance floor
Word, rock on, throw the 2Pac
to man
I think that's the nigga, he suppose to be frontin' his money to
That's why the police been drivin' around so hard
Yeah, burning the spot up man,
I stood in the middle of those burning rocks
Surrounded by pillars of flames
I stood in the middle of those burning rocks
As the lit up that place
I got, big rocks, big chain, big watch
Big beans, big Glocks, big bales, big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho, in my flip flops
love
Why do I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til
INDEPENDeNT
{HOOK}
Niggas don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Bitches don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Ima get it how I did it by myself..
[Im all by
Get the picture? I rock upon misfa if I was you-is
Goddamn, I'm sittin on the bay by the dock
Smokin, strokin on my big fat cock
'cause spare you,
blood and songs are swords
Everybody should be able to afford
Home, food, and a job to work
We the people gettin' robbed
By these corporate jerks
I wonder
I drop
I wanna rock, full stop
I wanna roll too high
I wanna ride or die
I wanna live life hard knock
I wanna rock, full stop
Always call when I'm
Close the south on the city
Young boy, getting litty
Drop the top, when you rock to the mall
Drop the top, when you rock to the mall
Close
Back, on the block, so we can rock
With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop
Back on the block
Back on the block
[ VERSE 1: Ice-T ]
yo ass once to be quiet
Don’t give a fuck what you said
Tell ‘em to pass me the rock (Rock)
Stackin’ my paper instead (Stackin’ my paper instead)
Don’t
I control it like rent in a slum tenement
Life's hard like some men in the concrete jungle
I don't smoke jumbo so what you knocking for
There's
hard, not one bit soft
Courageous and contagious so you better break North
Not a cold, on a roll, did you hear me cough?
Just listen while I'm dissin'
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