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ready for this shit
Y'all ain't ready
Born alone
Die alone
Cruising with the chrome
Born alone
Die alone
Death is on the phone
Fuck the white meat
Nigga

like a white sock
I got a big-ass G-lock, make the whole street rock
Bitch it's my time, like a G-SHOCK
Bitch if you wastin' my time, I'm takin' ya

looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love

I bet you don't got the chest
To back that lion's roar, pussy
Yeah, push me, I promise
I'm used to stress, all I could be is honest
I used to fret

Snakes

RZA

Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version

1995

style, no one could compete)
Serpents will bite
Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York

VERSE 1 Bean Tha Dedicated



Ever since a youngin

I been hungry

Just a lion hunting

For the recognition

They said I would never make it

Being

i decide to plead the fifth.


Heart of a lion. 5'7

That's that nigga gee

Snotty noise. Hard head

Always focused  On some cheese


Had  my back

remember my face
Straight up violence if I do step pace
Tell the Mandem we gliding we won't be back late
By eleven tomorrow there will be tape on estates

the liars
Tried for treason in the highest degree
That'll be the time we find a lion sleeping tonight
The chief is dying my people form a
Line in the street

Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow 
By my

Sundays Kill More Men Than Bombs the Loser
On a Night You Don't Sleep empire of Coins
All I Know on Going Back to the Street
Anthony layover
The Dogs

a green card
Get a black Pinocchio President to lead
But controlled by an old white
Gepetto on Wall Street
Guerrilla war through the jungles of concrete

For the long flight long flights
It's a fly day and we in all white all white
She said D.J. can you play that
Play that back
He play it twice
Got

The Long Way

Doug Stone

The Long Way

2002

fights to drive bys
I be out there late night and I'm might die
So when I'm gone say goodbye to that white guy
I dedicate this to the hags and fags
Who

Don't let them put them meditation on you
Don't let them put them medication on you

I don't see a white man
I see a black man in my consciousness

ain't even talkin' street shit
Young Angel, Young Lion, I'm done tryin'
I'm just doin', who's drinkin'? 'Cause I'm buyin'
It's on me, everything is

Maserati guts suede/ off white/ and beige/
My hood was wild like a lion's hair/
I was in the lion's lair/just lying there/
But you was lying there/
you was

wrist
With the white ice
Let a nigga try, yeah, we uppin' the stick
Let his mom die
I'm in the street, this ain't Fortnite
I hit the bitch on the first

know that convo nigga
Get that weed and white, want you a combo nigga
Checkmate with the sticks, identify by your kicks
Welcome home to Skinner, already

Cocaine

Young Cash

Best Thing Smokin', Vol. 9

2007

it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.

This for them white girl movers,
Big dreams of makin

niggas just really flodging
Pull up with the nine
They wanna take my life
Can't let 'em take me by surprise
Oh no no no no, no no no no
The streets talking

rhymes in my spare time
I'm a white guy but we all same on the inside
I don't fuck with the leeches and snakes on the streets
I just run with the cheetahs

motherfucking faces off
Remix

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid

motherfucking faces off
Remix

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid