Lyrics:
in your hand
Kick the flim-fam
Check it out ya'll
Money and murder, money and murder
The sick shit you heard coming from money, fucking.
Mossberg,
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
remember it all),
... done?
(you were closer to me than a brother),
What have you become?
You shed their blood,
In sanctimonious obligation,
Without
Somebody give them the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever send her to mally mall's
Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's claws
Coming out
Aye, aye, look
I've been scoring in the paint I can't tap out
Told the shawty coming over bring that ass out
All my brothers bring the 30 and the mac
OUT BY SENDING IN THE TIDE
SEND IN THE TIDE TO CLEAN OUT THE CRIME, SEND IN THE TIDE TO CLEAN OUR MINDS,
SEND IN THE TIDE BEFORE THE EARTH AND MOON
new president
He who called on all his wrongdoings
Will be called out by him saying
It's all fake news none of it is real
He pushes propaganda
Like Kim
To stop a force coming to destroy
Through the fray the enemy seeks you out
But you must live for all could be lost
By the light of 4000 torches
Your
no jokin'
We coming out smokin'
And for all y'all that's been sleeping on us
You're lacking you're lacking
Ayyo check 1-2 I've got my man
That's
boy
[Flava Flav]
Yeah that's right
Nine eight
No joking
We coming out smoking
And for all why'all that's been sleeping on us
You're lacking
There'll come a day
When I'll feel free
Wise words I say
Take it day by day
What is for you will never go by
It comes in its own time
Brother don't you
redneck mountain town
"Dude! Dude, wake up!
Kenny, come on!"
"Coming"
"Kenny! The Terrance and Phillip movie is out. You wanna come?"
"Yeah, dude. Come on,
Like the pages out of the Bible
The devil want me sinning
By the worship of them idols
The demons keep tempting me
But I deny them
The demons keep
Don't mess up the vibe that's the one
Tell them other haters that we coming
I don't have time for the games or time for the lame that brothers a hater
But
a lesson that I'm giving
Addressing, impressing the crowd, so how we living?
Fine in mind, to decline is out of line
So pardon this brother as I give you
the house
[T]
This goes out to my man Tamere
He's definitely in here
What's up to my homey cool G Rap and my Brand Nubian brothers
Special shout out
da dilly black"
You look cute in your stars and stripes she said are you coming out
Tonight
That's why whom ever loves me will have to be my killer
better approach with caution
Hold that love around me, this shit bring hatred out me
Scarred from love, on these drugs, got my world cloudy
I was
have a brother coming out the pelly pants
If I gotta keep em looking at the way you belly dance
She got a cute portfolio, fast like a Nascar that she
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Bout damn time
I know ya'll missed me, I missed y'all too
I was born ready for the trail to millions
to stand back, and take a look
You don't have to live your life by the book
Look underneath the skin, see what is in
Look out for the man
If where
his brother go to school at? Find out some more information
Bout that bitch and hit a nigga right back
Cause when it come down to the come down;
I'ma
on top, on top, on top, on top eh
Look at how she make it move like jelly man
You know I gotta get a shock wit this daddy can
You can have a brother coming
trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop
Family or not, some niggas making plans with the cops
Trying to figure how to make this animal stop
Who
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