Lyrics:
The stars aligned reveal the chosen disciple of sin
Your soul belongs to me and my malevolent kin
You've passed our wicked test and retained your
a party
Another drink, and I was game
Every night have me restarted
And I would drink away the pain
We did everything we wanted
And life was nothing, but
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by
The police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong
haven't seen ears haven't heard
Of the things revealed (revealed)
By the Spirit dwelling within me
Through which I'm sealed
I no longer belong to you, I'm
DJ Durel!
We walk backends (backends)
Wipe my sins (wipe my sins)
They can't win (they can't win)
No new friends (no new friends)
Football
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
mention me
Thorns in my side are just pricks
A waste of energy call me what you want
Ain’t phased by my title
Believe a notebook, I’ll lie on any Bible
I’m
she pass through
Ooh! can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach you
Yo check her she
on Figueroa, ain't no telling where that pussy go
Will you sell that pussy for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)
Will you
[Chorus:]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan?s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by
so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (uh), when it's on it's on
Doin' wrong (what?) 'Til I'm gone
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
Yeah
Take me right there
Yeah (legendary)
That's right
What?
Yeah (a dedication)
What? (The Marathon Continues)
(DJ Drama)
Count this dough
school, no work, no alarms
Waking me up today
Catching up on holiday movies
Wrapping gifts to give away
I wanna be home with you for the holidays
Sitting by
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
delay
Yeah drums of death y'all
Put me to the test y'all
Never rest, y'all
Check it out
I got a little story to tell
With DJ Shadow and James
(You must remember me)
(You must remember me)
Let's go, ayy, now you know, now you know
Yo, now you know, now you know
Ayy, now you know, and if
that's where I'm from
That fly shit my niggas talk never been done
My shoe game is on Hammer Time, can't touch that shit
Ho keep talking bout "fuck me
so you don't ask anymore
You don't really want what you asking me for
It's a war (uh), when it's on it's on
Doin' wrong (what?) 'Til I'm gone
of strangers
We played the game for all it's worth
Endless nights in Vienna's eyes
Take me back again
'Cause in Vienna, we were poetry
Yes, in Vienna,
or hamburger
Cause to me that's suicide, self-murder
Let us get back to what we call Hip Hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
How many MC's must get
of strangers
We played the game for all it's worth
Endless nights in Vienna's eyes
Take me back again
'Cause in Vienna- we were poetry
Yes, in Vienna-
gone, even though I’m from here
I’m gone, though I belong here
I’m gone, and you cant save me
You cant seal my fate
Its getting closer
And you cant see
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