Lyrics:
all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me
It's a mad world but I'm getting by
Roll it up and send it to the sky
It's a long road to the finish line
I'll either make it or die tryin
Back on my
bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I died
Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my side
Keepin niggaz in line like a parade
Then they scatter like
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
I'm a girl, and by me that's only great
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind
of units
But ain't no threats, don't stress me dog
You gotta let me hear something to impress me dog
When I spit I put rappers in line, then smack 'em
of me
Sends me spinning in my mind
One and one makes three
Have I crossed over that line
[Chorus:]
On the edge of insanity
Something's starting
I'm a girl, and by me that's only great
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
You always hear the shouts
From my battalion
I send toy soldiers out to
Help me stand
And when I see you hide
Behind these curtain folds
I
just send me the line
I'd stop!
Only a couple times
Just to end up with you by my side
I'd stop!
Already told him that's where we're going
Too late
man with sure hope in his glance
Short cordless in his hand, eyes closed, wide open
Lines quoted from his inner scripture in militant chant
More than you could ever
I'm tiptoeing to the moon
Can't get blinded by the stars
If I start to lose myself
Bring me back to where you are
Send an SOS
Go where you wanna go
And stay as long as you please
You give your best love to John Henry
And bring your scraps home to me
Is that the way you want
threats, don't stress me dog
You gotta let me hear somethin' to impress me dog
When I spit I put rappers in line, then smack 'em around
I got 'em all
distance)
My life ain’t by Pixar’s no john walker
But I’m incredible
Dip in and out your life go ghost
This motion came with speed like dash
You starting
people stay
Pray to God that I don't gotta prove it
Play with John and you know I'ma lose it
First let me start off by saying
I came from the struggle
I
with the hands
(John) By the best bass players in the land
(Alvin) When the bass starts thumpin' sho 'nuff hits the spot
(Rhonda) And I hope it never
burning
Funeral Fyre
They'll flock by them masses
Funeral Fyre
Last rites outside the Ganges
Funeral Fyre
Burn me up on this pyre
End of the line for me
cropped out
I just made a fucking hit
Didn't have to pop out
Bitch, you just now rootin' for
Me 'cause I got clout (Pop, pop, pop)
Finish line, huh, finna
and send this letter little writer with a strangers pen,
They trippin' acid if they think they gettin' me muzzled,
Cobra kai sweep em high and watch there
shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
of make-up and memories of you, 1967 colt 45, holding back the vampires, keeping me alive, there's an envelope with some cash in it out by the front door, this
I am an agent of ragin'
An over-life sensation
Undressed for the occasion
And I wear a gauntlet of power
Makes me stronger by the hour
To shake Thee
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