Lyrics:
Emerging from the center of the earth
Willing and able to take control
Of all unfinished situations
By leading the out-casted souls
To the power
home to dog
And watch you niggas fall
Lord Tariq:
Aiyyo Gunz, move in silence I push that the street
On blocks to Black streets where
to play around the way
Those were the good timez,
Growing up as a child, carefree,
Momma said I was wild by three
Even pops showed me love he was there
I
the crib and my favourite spot by the sink, ah
Two shooters, gotta stay in sync
Hoes takin' sly pics
I don't wanna link
I really bought the nappers out
pipe game is wicked
And an hour get you by and it can be kinda fitted
Who am I?
I might last for five minutes, but that's all right
Because that 25
from the ground up
Only like minders be my counter part
Come a long way from the dingers
Whole team surrounded by winners
Dem man flexing that’s their
no prevention na na na
"How it feel?" I'm asking
'cause I gotta wonder na na na na na
Getting your ass kicked by a girl hunter?
No one in the BG has
of production
People getting body-snatched and cloned by the day
Mass meditation we all need to pray
Gangstalkers love to stalk the chosen ones
Trying to have
I was at that smart ass time of my life
I'd pick a fight just to pick a fight
He said black, I said white
If he took one side I took the other
ta moja mama wciąż śmigała all black
O tym typie to się nawet boję gadać
Wokół mnie krążą demony
Bardzo chciały by mą duszę wziąć
Lecz ich nie
daughter
The water hot enough
Start cooking these quarters
These niggas want it hard
And I understand
[Lac]
If I pull up dressed in all black
With
mean business)
But I told you before
(I mean business)
You know what I came for
So gimme what I want
You know what's up by the way I strut
You better
With my Windows 31 cause we gott beat Japan
We got beat by chance
We don't teach them little kids
That Kim Jong I I was trans
Ninjas in the place if you
Aye
Been going through the highs and lows
Ups and downs
Broke down through these black skies
And still I rise
Now the world's not enough
Young Bull
legendary and the words that he spoke
Young black with a skinny frame
Got plenty game in him though true trouble
Some take and touchin' intended
To turn him
go)
Back again wouldn't think that a nigga went missing (No)
Imma grab her by the throat while I play with her kitten (Freak)
Man you say you really wit
me then, can't fuck wit me now
We dash by the cops, my speakers too loud
Test none of my hittas, that shit'll go south
You fuck wit me now, you'll get
laces, put down your suitcase listen
Pull back the curtains and crack open the windas
You won't injure your back just pretend that you're black ninjas
You
on the grind for the 9-6
Gotta get my hustle on, came to nigga stiff
Bitch I'm to swift, stalkin' with my big black boots
High on oop, with a MAC-11 ready
country very much"
Yeeehaw! Blacks, Whites, Arabs, Jews
Living side by side
In this country, if you know another like it
You're a fag
Arabs mad 'cause
little black book
and i'll give you a call if my girls not home
and you can stop by so that we can bone
tere sadke ni kudiye [i would go far for you]
Wszystko ma być drogie
Towar ma być Supreme
Co by tak używane? Lepiej skończ please
Wydaj tego piątaka na gównianego Burger Maka
Kupujesz na targu
To floss or not to floss is the question
Hehe
By any means
Me and my mans gon' shine
Burn bright till the lights go dim
Aiyo, ask me again
Better yet, I'ma
the odds of just being another rap nigga
Black young man father to a young queen
Bless the birth of peacing me
So when I leave the streets
Think fully
I
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