Lyrics:
Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down
You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho
Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down
You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it
digital, digital
KRS-One
Ah, check it out now, check it out now, check it out now
As we take you back to nineteen-seventy-nine
KRS-One going back in
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
the feds took out his nasty
Bad boy persona with forman in the back of the van during the backstabbing scenes
It's a classic seized by drastic means, like
Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it
[Krayzie]
Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy-E
1994, rushing through the door with the Bone flow
Nigga was
I don't type back (naw)
I see shit before I see it, bitch, I'm psychic (yeah)
I hate rappers try to troll, get your spice back (wack ass)
Jewelry
[Grym Reaper (Gatekeeper)]
(Black woman)
She's never gonna come back
(Princess)
She's never gonna come back
(I never find another honor like a track)
a crack without dunja
Tasty like a sundae (Take that!)
(Mmm-da-da)
Eat it like a Kit Kat
Forge a climax, replay back
Lil' Kim records hit the streets
that's super wavy
1998 to 2000, we're super babies
Say goodbye to the mumble rap, that shit is fading
I'm bringing boom bap back with five csians on it
Our
Central Park was a thrivin' black town
Yo, Chuck, I'm fightin' the power right now
Thank you, Flav and P-E, puttin' it down
Puttin' your life on the line
moves just a little too late
Unapologetic
We rise so the ancestors don’t regret it
And if the generation before us did drop the ball
We pick it back up by
in the wind
Life is like a music video and I'm in
It's a Saturday vibe yeah I'm living my life
Shawty baby girl broke a neck back twice
Aight... let me
through bout it (BOUT IT)
When I come through by the ones, I be comin through
by the thousands, nigga better back up
Deal with a jack, now keep the money
This is a letter to my friend
Dear Shai Linne
Though I said it when we met, now I send it with a pen
Our friendship to me is more precious than a gem
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
to the basics
Let's take em back to Kemet
We ran it like Emmitt
Knew the metaphysics
Word to Bobby Hemmit
Never had a ceiling
Never had a limit
Knew that we was
It's kinda bright now
Gonna fade at dawn
Black, black
All I see is black
Black, black
Can you take it back
I'll be taking in whatevers left for me
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
never giving back to us
How the system made division but it don't add up?
Take away from the hood, never giving back to us
Young, black and poor
You
haven't about 12 past noon
The time was 1989 to exact
Let's take it back, now they shoot you up with prosack
Shit get real, livin in the battle field
With
We run this, run this, run this
We run this city, city
We'll wear you down, down
Until you're weak and weary, weary
We got it all
But we gon' take
I'm choked by the guilt God I need help
Can I take it back now
Can I take it back now
Can I take it back now
Can I take it back now
Can I take it back
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