Lyrics:
with a gun
you can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung
by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious
complete and grant your
virtue
And if our cannonballs miss than we will curse you
Bigger jewels, bigger guns, bigger rum
I got this pirate rap game under me thumb
Cap D's
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
Peg leg navigator starboard to port
By the nautical star of male an the harbor is yours
And you should
started me?
I'll bring it to your front door
Like you ordered me
Back in this bitch
But a lot more rich
On my Papa Bear shit
Need hot porridge
Got
Trying to throw cub with crooked smiles
Take your kindness for weakness yhey foul
New York niggas be lovin how the gun talk POW!
Another
the best in the west
Me and my pirates turn your boat into a ship wreck
They want our loot it's time to bring out the big cannons
You know I stay plottin
mask doing drive-bys
In hovercrafts black hover craft
Grey matter gats counter act
What better way to use
Crack to terminate blacks
Black got jacked now
afraid of heights, and your B-O-D-Y
Is C-R to the A-Z-Y
The G-U-Y with the mother-F-U-C-K-I-N
C-H-A-I-N-S-A-W and the W-H-I-S-K-E-Y
And I don't wanna
claps when curtains close, stage left
Up your stamina baby, bring some breath
Sat book smart, part ese
Loc'in like Tone, street niggas get grown
Whether they like it or not
They'll break in your dough
Might break in your joe
They'll bring back a lot
If you bring them an O
But what you really ain't
I could jailbreak my team like an iPhone
Squilly told me take this motherfucker by storm
Get the money and they bitches, bring the prize home
So as I
off your mask
And show me what's under the dust
Cause were all scared
Of loving further than us
Coz all I want is you..
To bring me back to you..
MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch
I'm so turned up it make you look turnt down
Now, I turn your smile to a frown
I'm the king that wear the crown
Keep your eyes to the ground
Now,
Did you ever believe in your dreams before
Were you always afraid of the dark
Is the edge of the world always in your head
Does the gun point
ain't cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest?
S.K., no stun gun
for whatever, whatever you gone bring
R&B gats on my hip they gone sing
Send shots through your coat
Damage your whole spleen
Need a barrel smoking like
dem enz till whole a dem gone
If you live by di gun you will die by di gun
Anyweh me go me hear the same duppy song
Bring badness a country yu life
a gun threat
When they high off of drugs they haven't even done yet (huh?)
So bring the money by tonight, cause your wife
Said this the biggest knife
nothin', make all my gun shoot
You let your gun loose, none o' 'em niggas gun proof
Watch them niggas drop, when I pop one in they sunroof
And we be
tangled
So why you criticize me
For the shit that you see on your tv
That rates worse than PG
Just bring your ass to where they got me
So you can feel
Injecting your vaccines
Obey supremacy
We climb down to block out the sun
Reach out to hand out the gun.
Obey, why don't you bring out the brave
Obey,
and load up your guns
Serve yourself a pint! For we have them in lots
For ye who are here will soon drink till y'er numb
Bye and bye, if im sober I'll die
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