Lyrics:
and put it right by my cereal
Hip hop that's my shit and I'mma take the time to put it out
I'm indecisive, but I'm packing bowls when in doubt
I could
Got surprise and a fan base get fame
When I'm tryin' on a part you move a hand shake
Can't wait til my album drop
I'ma cop the money call a super
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
alright man Kentucky, Tennessee, taste this beat
I'm typin' this in for you
Ya, spit like it ain't no thing
You held me down from day one
It's
a cold ass flow
Everytime he hit the studio, his beeper go off
He left the beef to get his cheese, by selling people that raw
With a pistol on his right
ain't one of those rappers who got a deal man
Quit asking, every milestone you try to conquer
I passed it, every album we drops a classic
That's the way
experiment, he came up from the projects
No wonder this shit mine, nigga, I blew up off the mindset
We gon' give you hell, nigga, tell us we can't beat
beat was produced by Rob the Vikang
I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
And by then I move on to new dimension
Defari stack your advance plus prepare pension
Find my nitch don't glitch for the popular
This beat is
body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled
yourself
If anybody dope pass me na drug addict
them no dy brag with highness enjoy ur habit
I kill the beat like mosquito wey full my parlor
Pack all their
Čtyři producenti se museli sejít a udělat mi beat
Protože na moji flow nestačil jeden
Nestačili dva, nestačili tři
Sergei bussy bejbe jediná věc
sa opúšťam na gauči keď púšťam beat
A suseda Magda?
Tak tá ma začína mať celkom rada
Hlavne vtedy keď vychádzam z brány a do auta sadám
Lebo dobre
the market
Everybody get ya body rocked by this
Whether outside or inside, nothin' can stop my ride
I hit the charts up like I hit a drive by
When my voice
And you wanted Fred in by ten
That wouldn't work out
My whole block knows I didn't get here the easy way
Damn, I'm coolin' on remindin' 'til I beat
benvenidos, by popular demand
It's the most requested DJ from the east coast
Io canto, en el nombre del padre, hijio, e del el spirito santo
I'm half Indian,
do it yeah I always known
Always known I've always known
I knew that I would do it yeah I've always known
Team said the album ain't do the business
fucking beat, yeah
And a bank account with a high score
I want to be blinded by the spotlight
And go deaf from the cries of the crowd
I wanna drop albums
There's one covering every door
Don't question me that for sure
This beat hit like a hammer
So I guess that makes me Thor
Ya you want some more
How you
I'm kicking the finest and the purist of rhymes
A dime in the dozen
The cousin that you hallah at the function
I feel the beat vibrate to your feet
Why
the punks will pound them
you want to hear this with a beat nigga, buy the fuckin album
but for now heres a scripture,
in the back of the bible you'll see my
my private alliance
Got this shit down to a science
Plant the seed watch em all flock to me
Every beat imma lay it down properly
Not my peak
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