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beat was produced by Rob the Vikang

I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang

settling for nothing that's mediocre
I don't care if it's my cousin or my dawg, so what
You better hustle hard that's the key to yo cut
And if he seeing slow

a lesson from it
If I go to jail it better be from makin' money
You know I be with my crew no doubt about it nigga
I was smokin' on them green and yellow

stuck like glue on your side
Thats why

It wasnt easy, I had ups and downs with you
I been seein how you drag me down with you
You might pull me under til

To pop a couple
If it gets shaking
I'm leaving ya block shook and
Like pots cooking
Then I'm fleeing cops
That's not crooked
Niggas live
Niggas die's
What

Chilling in the big easy looking for a breezy
Shades on like a boss, don't come off looking sleazy
Bourbon street always popping live like the Vegas

Of the of the auditorium
Exit's are located on your right and left

Paid my dues spread to tell the truth
When I'm in the booth if water rise
We'll go two by two straight

we perceive it to be
Deceived by archaic dreams 'bout how degrees are the key
And we cling to our mobile screens and IGs for normalcy
Fast flood

homies and we're chilling like a villains
And we're killing the beat and then we be killing it in life soon
Taking the world by storm
You can call us

Time is going by, slow it down to find myself a breakthrough
Don't get hung up on mistakes you make, it's not a flawless play through
Stay true

harder than
And I can't let you in, ain't no heart up on my sleeve
Told em ima kill 'em slow, they know I do this here with ease
Should've known that it

nothing wrong with me
Two, nothing wrong with me
Three days since the living room
Three, nothing wrong with me
Four, nothing wrong with me
I realized it's

Mad Izm

KRS-One

Sound Bwoy Buriell (93' Til Infinity)

I'm smackin you with cause it's easy
Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy
Switch me, mix me, somebody get me
Don't let me rip out my

All about our hog, hustle
Stackin' up the paper mane
Get the fuckin' cheese by any means
No we do not play
Wallet lookin' empty
While you lookin like

to the man in the long black coat

One, two...
There are no mistakes in life some people say
It's true sometimes you can see it that way
People don't live

the brain
Schizophrenic with my actions
Delusional and insane
Doctor how can I restrain
It's easy to say that it's you maintain
Pop two of these
Call me in

Freedom
Isn’t Free
(Yeah yeah)
Ohh freedom
(Yeah we going back old school)
Isn’t Free
I go by the name of Mc Rafiki
Mike check 1,2,3
Yeah
Check it

Silent Hill ‘99
Kept runnin’ till I die
With my friends by my side
Now they’re gone, so am I
Step by step to the top
Man, I can’t let it flop
Work ‘til my

Hold Up

Bun B

Da Bottom, Vol. 4

2005

mob block live again
Look at these whips we're riding in
Making ball and look easy baby, we don't practice like... 
Sliding in I'm never super post

to you or you
I'll keep my bens while you stay in Your two by two
No making amends they know my Name but who are you?
A team of excellence while you Stay

to encounter, wit my counter parts
On how to burn the block apart
Break it down into sections
Drugs by the selections
Some use pipes, others use injections

Hold Up

Chamillionaire

Elevate

2013

mob block live again
Look at these whips we're riding in
Making ball and look easy baby, we don't practice like... 
Sliding in I'm never super post

live
The things that I see
Or even bout the things that I give
But my mentality it sparked duality and caused calamity
I'm trynna be the superhero but

planes backwoods to the brain 
Main aim get the change 
Quarterback my team the game 
Is so easy - you get it believe me 
I got bread ni I'm peepin that's