Lyrics:
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
of yours
And what if I would search for you, would you ignore me again
Do you have another son that you love and protect
I was that kid outside throwin'
town in them trucks (skrr)
Lotta rounds in the cut, (boom boom) jot it down if it's tough
Heater melt all the snow 'til you drown in the slush (get
you
Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
Started rappin' from the bottom now I'm stunting with my crew
I Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
That's what happens when
(stay down)
Welcome to the Brand New Underground lets Go
X2 welcome to the new world now
Some fell off gained more somehow
Some still mad cuz others
so y'all know the deal
And if you can't feel it, maybe you can't feel
I'm standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it
Man, who are
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you ever think that
need to go to the bank and get some cash
Because talkin' don't pay, you're driftin' away.
When I see you on the stage, I'm-a blow you away.
You
ain’t notorious, and that ain’t even a real crown,
Fuck anyone who defy, its dumber if you deny,
Like Dre on a track, I’mma show the difference of you
my new love Mary Jane who shows me truth
Just a ruthless clueless rude bitch with an attitude who’s
Used to getting used by dudes now you wanna try
or second, but I won't never be last
Lately I been in my bag
Bro told me don't take my foot off the gas
If they give you a inch, go'n take you a mile
I'ma
tryin' to lose
Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules"
Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin' like kangaroos
tryin' to lose
Say, "I'll be goddamned if they done changed the rules"
Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin' like kangaroos
to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning 'em if, if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
on the block
Issa Fight for New York
Whole city looking haunted
The peep you think you cool with
Just really own shit
Stab you in the back
But before they look
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
like an MP5 lad
Then Chill's brought the green like lettuce
If you ain't heard of the Nerve
And the Chill by now
Then homie, where the fuck you been?
got new music
Well I guess I gotta prove it
Can't have you looking goofy
On my block I'm a young prophet and my enemies look spooky
Run your race down
on and off
I'm on a new level, if know you know better, Washington my Denzel
Invest ina hoe life, never see her twice
That door don't knock, hit right through
My lil' block so ratchet, ayy, 12 don't stop, just pass it (ayy)
Some niggas just passed away, shit seem like a average day
This new stick cost
track is rated M my g
That's for melinated.
No hoe in them No holding em
Rap is the new podium
My main focus is economics
I Build a nation study Marcus
murdered on these street in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my wife
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
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