Lyrics:
of raw spitter
Yeah, come on, listen, get a bar nigga
In the dorms, on the block
Drinking malt liquor
Black or white, give a fuck who you are
Nigga? Sushi,
find five O chilling
Ready to get you popped
True, but it's also the birthplace of hip hop
The original school of hard knocks
Where Kool Herc, BDP
empire, no realtor rap
I probably got a billion raps, uh
I'm bout to pass a bill to rap, uh
If I don't get signed with Cole by Hov I'll ghostwrite and make
I just too aggressive coulda been something I said
I guess I got too settled so it all went to my head
And If I get into my zone then I will know I'm
Look (Ab Ceff) i take ugh
Some pictures when I go through with it
I'm touching all over the swirls
I'm trying to get the same time
As a guy who wear
floor ya
Headz ain't Ready got the Original Gunz and machetes
I Pen-dat ass to de-grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothas ain't ready for the fros
floor ya
Headz ain't ready got the Original Gunz and machetes
I Pen-dat ass to de-grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothas ain't ready for the fros
that's brave enough to face the music
Too amusing
Spittin mucus through the sick vernacular
Puttin entire booths on
Get free humiliation by the bar, no
up
Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker
I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm gonna get ya
Uh, I'm bendin' corners, rollin' rowds in this cut
Drinkin'
where the portraits hung
petals snipped by the hands of the florist
the fragrance
made em break dance
over decorative rugs in the foyer
black joy is
gathered around and watched our cities burn
Who could have possibly predicted this?! said everyone.
So we'll boldly venture into the black, guided by
expressions over-intellectualizing it
Just know throwing rocks at giants how you put death to Goliaths an'
Poverty a cycle they perpetually spiraling
By
paper straight you bout your business you can get that
My Benz's eyed be bubbled, my Suburban I just gutted
That candy look and that grain them hoes
the light
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks
Baby go head, show the universe a champion
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered
sacrificin, babies on the altar
I hear the cries of innocent black babies who are aborted
and unmercifully slaughtered
Loud screams echo, skulls of angry
drop it low,
Girl I know this sounds strange, but I done seen that tat befo,
Cherries on ya waist, can I get a taste,
Hello kitty tattooed on ya
representin' in the window of the black
Fuck a grip and them bustas get no love
Rydas run this muthafucka throw ya hatchets up
Ain't nobody in this game worth
through a two-eyed mirror
Eating a bag of chips
I get a kick from this, this is arousing boo
You screaming for help puts me
In such a better mood
You you'll
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I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty
Lookin' at that teacher's ass?
Yes
She gon' let us pass?
No
We takin' that sas?
No
In class takin' naps?
Yes
She gon' let us rap?
No
Time goin' by real
[Buckshot]
Feavin ass, creepin ass, my man's black path, ease up off the Av.
You don't make me laugh, I'm dead serious to the core
Brother, you
you could either ride or you could get killed by the music
I'm only dropping heat, like they caught a enemy with his hands in the air
Make everybody who
and black panther on the prowl
Watch tower wide eyed owl on patrol
Roll the dice I bet your life you'll be buried alive
Roll the dice I bet your life
just on TV, and on the big screen
It's worldwide, biggest problem that I've ever seen
It's the intergalactic dog catcher
Bug eyed extra-terrestrial
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