Lyrics:
and blast
And make the party live
I'm in the unusual, crucial life so nigga
Pay attention when I come thru
For you and ya crew
It's just a man and his music
I
on the mic I'm un-fuck-wit-able
Invincible, official nigga who they come to
For the hardcore, art of war, rhymes that I got in store
Triple W in curo son
better to live
Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give
Than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your
[Tech N9ne]
Never let another mothafucka repeat it
Never duckin a mothafucka nigga better delete it
Put the cerebella in killa mo
Forella foe
outside, the bitch up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch
where we stand by popular demand
Let's have a hand for the 4 man band
Other MC's in the dust trailin
We got quick on the horns just wailin around
So if
out, or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grandmama
The bitch ain't done, she still lives
Yo
Older cats
Yo
Whassup Rae? What's going on Son?
Yeah I ain't see y'all cats in a long time
Y'all better be on that shit too
Older cats
in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
As just a man
a fo'-five
Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
turn off the lights
Look at my bruises, look at these bites
Mommy, this creature is not in my head
Daddy, I'm scared. Don't you understand?
It lives
Had to grow up a savage just to live and understand
Back in elementary, I'm knowing my dad
Ain't really tripping off the time, just the time we ain't
remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world the war that's controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
guilty
OK! That's right!
Don't live it all
OK! That's right! Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz
Yo, yo we comin' through we got that raw
Tell me what your
Chorus
REPRESENT all the players recognise
REPRESENT bring the ruckus worldwide
So put your gats on the floor
What the hell for Asian HARDCORE
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
you know?
No one know you, I’m in
Your city like a mayor, ho
I lead by example
Your whole life I dismantle
Don’t tell a soul what we did
Just keep it
controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
So if niggas want to bite the sound like Tyson
Deck him in the left eye,
do it hardcore
Get lost in this trance
The music's calling me
Are you listening
My love's in prison
You hold the only key
Cure my addiction
Young niggaz in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down
have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone wit' it
Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore
A lyrical destructor
Don't make me buck ya, cause I'm a wild
this game is to live or die
In L.A. once upon a drive-by
[ CHORUS: The Godfather Rock TE ]
Once upon a drive-by it was me and the Ganxta are?dd
MC's
a damn
I deck em in the head with a two by four
Now I’m taking all your bread because you’re not hardcore
Just laying on the floor with a hole in your head
To be so young and naive
Oh, what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nicky's parents must be so tickled they cherish every picture
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