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Bulletproof

Eko Fresh

Freezy Bumaye 2: Es War Alles Meine Idee

2010

Gangsters im Unterhemd, der Bulle rennt, guck, er rennt
Drive-By vom Benz aus, deine Gang bang ich auch
Ich nehm die kugelsichere Weste und die Panzerfaust

do it yeah I always known
Always known I've always known
I knew that I would do it yeah I've always known

Team said the album ain't do the business

gotta say dady by day you
took my heart away
Come back it's the 4th album H.O.T feel the vibe as the rythm just tell ya

ee jehn moh deun goh ee goh

disses and I grab him then I'm gonna stab 'em
son
you're ain't fronting on my album
Spitting on your bitches tits
They shift the shit
My pistol
grip is

help me son I'm gunna fall
It's a normal ting I find myself in the mixup
And it's all 'cause I touch mic's,
all 'cause they call me Stryde or Stryder
All

that 
Yo shit whack
Thats this track plus this 
Whole album 
This my outcome 
How come
Squares inside my block i been around son 
Im underground 
Thats

on your block for three summers and four winters
Chinchilla cold with the soul of a young old nigga
I never been hoed by any thot or gold digger 
The 44

an album dog, and make it bumpin’
Yeah, five times I've started over and
It's like I'm never really satisfied with where I'm at
All the work is lost,

thought you son me and I back down
Clear Mind now I'm bought to act out
Yeah the demon on my shoulder telling me a thing
Telling me I will never make it I

me and get to the big homie
I'm bout to max her card out to the limit
I ain't got a big house like (Twisted)
I ain't dropped a big album like (Twisted)

Brought the ting to Nina's album premiere
True, we gotta pass the opp
Block on the way there mum's back from work
I might have to bag up in the BnB
If you

son
Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like
Me on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man
And be original
"Word

the camera's off

"Well I been hearing about some things
You false bragging where you from?
So what city is it? Help me understand this
Son"

Look I was born in

of the world on my shoulders
I'm losing the plot on a daily
Fading away with a hole in the pocket man I'm broke son
But let's toke one
Bit of weed here and there

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

blown apart
I hope my daughters be like Joan
Of Arc, my son like Bonaparte, ay
Here's a fresh batch of
Lies for my self-esteem
So my kids could profit off

As a result of the outbreak
Your city or entire region might be
Endangered by a lethal aliens yeah

Dead or alive‚ I'll be one of the best
No sleep

vision was clouded
They used to doubt, son
They only care about income I'm
Worried about the outcome
My flow will make Jay
Electronica drop the album
Shit,

and slowly becomes funds
But you gotta have the skill, that's
Why I'm on top of it, son
Ain't no need for animosity
Just fill up your lungs
And breathe deep,

(Coming to a song from the album ‘Arise', and the name of the song is: ‘Arise’. And we need your help a bit. I want you all to put your hands in

Let me talk to ya, got them albums finally off the back burner
Digitals & digipacks been flippin' like ya spatulas
Not a single feature either, I

from her kid she was pre paid- then hung her son on a tree til he decayed- then raped her daughter in front of her dad was afraid- great granny house

Kings they find them and hide them in the asylum in the catacomb modern day of Rome
Daughter of sodom when I turn in this album they want to try on my

So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it