Lyrics:
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Equipped to make you bounce with the beat mechanism
We up in the Fale with the vinyl cipher system
Friday night is the scene
Party people everywhere
out the shop
Mint green sidekick, custom-made rag top
"Strictly Business" is the album that we play
"You're A Customer"; the pick of the day
Now there's
A jednak to telewizja
(i rekomendacja starego znajomego
B-boya Batona) nakłoniła młodych
Adeptów hiphopowej sztuki Radoskóra
Wojtasa i Fasiego
By zwrócić się
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
TyReezy you make what I call swag music man
That's just something I want to play with the top down
Going down you know the 101 in LA or the 405
casually civilian deaths don't matter at
Home or abroad
So 'tween us and the machines
Who the drones really are?
It ain't a system if one guy could stop it
the
Sorcera spell
I can see your overwhelmed by my flank manoeuvres
cttack from the bank with my tanks and rugers.
I know I don't mean real ones
Just verbal
to struggle not to sink
When I'm putting down my feelings in the ink Makes a link with reality
We need to work on our own home planet, so damn another galaxy
[Ill Bill]
How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs?
Prostitutes & Guns
I stumble up the ladder with Sabac and Chunk
By my side when I
christmases go by, and
All these winters reinforce this
That we're all gonna die, and my life is not important
Blacks dying they say it's us, system corrupt
to get higher, come ride
I will fly you
[Jhaz]
? puff, 'cause really it ain't ?
Ain't wastin' no herb by lettin' it burn, let me hit that sticky
'em
Break down every system but still be growin'
So sick that they might need some Ibuprofen
Off the deep end
Bars with the depths of oceans
Sub-zero
Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth
Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
A social and
Economic system characterized by
Social ownership of
The means of production and
Co-operative management of the
Economy crowism is a form
Now that I lay me down to sleep
I pray my lord
I wonder if it's a God
I pray today that times never was hard
Is heaven real or is it just a facade
I
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
schreibe tausend Bars
Viele dieser Mutterficker können
Es nicht einsehen
Tja, dann geht zum Augenarzt
Du lädst mein Album down?
Passt zu dir Pausenclown
asleep
You know you're ghetto when you think you represent
But them niggas on your block ain't spendin' a red cent
And tryin' to buy your album (nigga
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