Lyrics:
On land thats stole ancestors bones
In a decade ruled by tech spray
Were my crew handle that game play
This movements built off chess games
Now there's
thrills
Losers, winners, games to play
Like an old Greek tragedy
I see myself for what I am
See you drown, won't lend a hand
I won't fathom wrong or right
the wall, watch 'em fall,
Now dog who ya gonna call?
Puttin' niggas in the coffin where they probably better off
And Leather face is not a punk bitch so
It's on when he touch that cause he can get enough bricks
When I was young he told me not to run, I pop my gun pa
You can ask gun or la la love then aim
Of mind corruption
And rhyme seduction
I steal and fill brains
With game and mo' thangs
Like them dope thangs
And what that hoe brang
Boy you wasn't in the field
Boy you wasn't outside
Boy you wasn't on the block when a n***a drove by
Boy you wasn't really clutching when it's really
the trigga on the nigga there's no need to stall
So if you run up you'll get gunned up by this quiet nigga
Shoestring won't buy it, nigga, so don't you
lobotomy reigns/rains, rapids
That trap gets full, by J and El evasion tactics
Our equations infinite, punks distortin random access
Havin half
I'm in motion
Peep game, I started like this
I'm nothin' ****** nice with the mic in my fist
Never slackin when I'm mackin, get straight
wedding day for April 23rd
Jump the broom, feeling good, love kept the boy alive
Honeymoon in Tobago, did-did some shows with Tribe
Hopin' to do a group
[Shaq]
Believe it or not, I love all playa hatas (bring it)
Ha ha ha ha
Cause ain't no love lost here baby
Say what you gotta say
[Tariq]
kicked game and knocked the hoe
A lil' dick love in bitch
By the name of ???
I really did'nt kick no game
All I said was hey
She tourned around
Half ass
to bring my first child into this world
That is shown love long before they realize what hate even is
And I pray, that they never have to feel, more broken
the bitch, this is really jus free game punk bitch
Den showed the bitch, if ah nigka really aim I dont miss
Load it and cock it, bolt action and twist
It's all
tonight
Brought to you by
The one and only Cat Pound
Thinkin' it's a game? Then act like professional
You gon' love my flow like Kurtis Blow loves
them all by surprise
Refused to be denied yea I'm still that guy
I still got love for the homies, graveyard or the penn
Man I ain't never gonna change
been ready for the pen
Yeah, I'm ready to die, so here we go again
I'm down for my blood, out late with the crew
Got love for the fam, I don't know about
niggas is suspect and I'm just a ruffneck
That wasn't breaking pencil tips when I would bust lead
I puff meds and leave chumps fed and punks dead
Her
cause I'm popular
The group with the glock, I love to pop the gun
Coppers get shot, they shouldn't try to stop the Mafia
2Pac'll pack a person, pump
a cover? You barely blinked once
Scream into mics, lazy calling that punk
Throwing shots, I won't stop til the beat is over
Wrote it all by myself, ain't
broke was my people but
It was never my friend
But my love will never die
I am what I supply
See I am Hip-Hop music and I use it to get by
And this
and talk shit in high school
when we was fuckin' around ... 'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'm
back, BITCH! To let yo' punk ass know that I can really
for the perfect opportunity
To thump (thump) bump (bump) somethin loved by my community (c'mon)
I'm movin on all you punk Bambino bastards
Your style's
and drapes
Let's play some fuckin' games!
"At 9: 11 this morning
We were given a message
And that message is that them folks in Iraq
Must not want their
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