Lyrics:
君が代君が代
放れないよ つま先から頭まで染まるよ
Ready for the uncut world word war
Cock your hammer stick'em
I'm on the mission code name
"black sunrise" experience the high
uns einen Knacks verpasst
Zelle rein raus, Bruder, Standard
So ist der Kreislauf, Bruder, Uncut
In meiner Umgebung sind alle gestört
Jede Bewegung
full of champagne
Dresser drawer full of uncut cocaine
Turn my dining room into a fuckin' arcade
Yeah, that'll be the day
Yeah I want a couple
Frankfurt ist bei Nacht wie Tanz mit dem Teufel, nur uncut
Feuerrauch steigt auf, wenn der Junkie das Hasch mit Streichhölzern anmacht
Der Teufel am Lachen,
The Latin explosion ain't new to me
I've been into foreskin since puberty
I want an uncut Latino with a libido
The size of Reno, Nevada to bang me
change, and bring the pain
Rap game John Wayne, (that's a god damn shame)
Infrared for aim, when I rain
This a nigga you can't contain, uncut cocaine
put out mix-tapes dat'll make you go home an erase ya myspace lyrics un-cut luk they came in brick tape think I'm poppin off now uh-uh jus wait don't
you?re black, if you?re white
If you?re cut or uncut
Curvin to the right or
Curvin to the left
Hangin to the right or
Swingin to the left
Boys like
all uncut COACH
I've got the COKE COACH
My nose a blizzard on the inside
It all belongs to me
White lines and all the disco
VICE, ICE
I don't need
team from here to Oakland
That's movin' more powder than Johnson and Johnson
I'm a death wish to niggas just like Charles Bronson
I'm uncut and lethal
you talk too much, pass the blunt
I'm tryin' to give your fine ass the raw and uncut
I got no time to be a crybaby fool
Forgive me, but they got me
rien ne change à part mon bling-bling
Opé je suis dans le coin VIP, du poing VIP
Je pose en uncut sur les coups, claque la '92
C'est pour les loups,
the temptation
My pure soul she tasted
And the savour inebriated her with desire
The only one to soothe her ire
This uncut jewel she could shapes without haste
Lacerate on your armor inflict
Uncut beauty underlines grotesque
You don't get it you just don't get it
You will obey me
You will become me
We will
Young Rabbit, that uncut I'm sniffing
Ese drive through the park might end up missing
Never listen, is what my pops be saying
But I listen for
shot, niggaz I fear not
This piece of steel with the screen on top
Projects uncut chyna white dope
Leave a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this
handle, pull my scandal
Uh, uncut cocaine
Putting pressure on your brain, man
And it's M.O.B., money
Over bullshit, you know me
Keep it low key, what
in Islamic grand
Two different ways which he saw but still he learned the law
And three times foul, than the others like some pure uncut raw
Not
of rappers in the world today
Some good, there is some that got nothing to say
Some fake, some false, some imitation
But I'm the uncut raw for your generation
Perfect impregnates no dame
My sperm worth more than uncut cocaine
I know why these thugs in these clubs can't behave
Form forty-eight hours the lack
a game in my vein
Verse 1: Mac
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another
team from here to Oakland
That's movin' more powder than Johnson and Johnson
I'm a death wish to niggas just like Charles Bronson
I'm uncut and lethal
wrist
Don't trip that's boss shit
Thou sha'll not rest hathan
Or trick in the name of Temptation
Never let a hood-rat hoe get nathan
But un-cut game
Hear
change, and bring the pain
Rap game John Wayne, (that's a god damn shame)
Infrared for aim, when I rain
This a nigga you can't contain, uncut cocaine
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