Lyrics:
(Today we'll be talking about the reporting artists The Insane Clown Posse)
(They look too spooky) Dickface (It kinda reminds me of gang related)
hand to a Phantom tan (God Damn)
Pam pam man, no man or land could jam with me (nope)
Damn fam a jamboree, posse gangs and family (where we at)
In
a blood but I'm covered by the blood
Baa I'm tough
These boys ain't built like me
Cause I ain't sell out for no gee as in money
Pull up gold chains swangin
Embracing culture, getting mine
One or two, in my hood, thelo bro
That's my dude, we working hard
I see broz falling off they stick like glue
Major, yeah,
Rockin' white Oakleys
So yeah
I would die for my squad
Really just some stand up guys in my squad
Hands up if you've been victimized by my squad
My god
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
'bout it we gonna see, oh yeah
It's a war outside
Can't be quiet, it's a riot in my mind
Paraphernalia I wear like songs by Mahalia
Soldier,
Mother fuck your image ill be pimping
Bitches, I be getting money
Young nigga 'bout his business
Fuck how you living
Swamp Posse in this bitch that's light
spray broad day ain't nothing
The lilac one AK doing something
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you want to
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
that shit
We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips
Ronald Master down with the Fish Tank
Posse, man, you know man, so you know you can just hook
Me up, True. You know we got this fly new jam called
head up my boy
You say, you say
Don't live in grief my boy
You love, a lot
And that's a major choice
No one ever asked you to do that but you just did it
We major, I'm done with the minor league
Through the darkness, I'm shining undoubtedly
From the ground up, it's a dynasty
I fell in love with
habitual funk, fiends and freakerz
Techniques from the major leaguers leaves you meager
Style malfunctional ,I'm punchin' in early
Right on schedule gold
Play O-Dog in Menace and drive-by men
Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in
Think
die or somethin', everybody falls
We live by this shit
You got money, you fall, it gon' catch you
Want the whole team rich
Want the whole team
Someone told us to grow up and get your doe up
So uh we invested inside the blow rush
That was the late 80's Goldrush
Dmd, Rec posse, Gladiators had
they said something else
I want respect but what is respect if no money come in working all by yourself
Told myself i gotta do it even if i lose it
or the start of a major operation by our visitors.
After the attack there was
No resistance to their will
We need to comply with
Our fate is now in their hands
One in the army?
Captain Major
Sargent!
That's it!
So many cards in the pack
You want to know how to keep track?
Well, one is good
[GZA]
Okay.. the GZA
Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin?
We gonna bang why'all, in the head one time
Blaze up on why'all one time real fast (Do
love is gone
Multi-dimensional: I guide his soul to the heavens above once the Glock fill ‘em mon
In this world you can get killed by ideals but it’s
the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large? (Go)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God
in this shit, we want all the fuckin' money man
We get all the money, independent where it's at man
I'ma tell y'all independents like this
If you
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