Lyrics:
run fuck boy come he outta here
Eahh, Fuck boy come he outta here this the time of the year where bodies drop by volunteer and niggas disappear where
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have
the next bullet end up?
There is no funeral procession
Going on here today
Unless it’s led by Fred Wesley
Gardner trumpeting a lively version
When
come with them
I'm influenced by dope boys gangsters and OGs so I still hang with them
All my day-one niggas sitting right here beside me
Yeah I still
hard to come by
I thought we had it all in common, turns out we two opposite people
All of a sudden yeen got no love for a nigga, Well fuck it ion
you do that
And just any genuine feeling, like
2 O'clock
2 In the morning
Hello
The Attackbots
Come on
We are the Attackbots
I've recorded most of this
a talent, so let me flaunt the gift
Chorus
[KRS-One]
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin PAID
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by
time to party tonight (aw yeah)
All the sexy people are invited (only if you're sexy)
Don't come here if you're jailbait (nah, you're too young, baby)
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
here on This Week in Bible Prophecy
Tupac don't start that blasphemy in here!
Makaveli, the new breed, and I remember what my pops told me
The new
merking
"Skengman 5" when I'm under attack
Should've thought twice before you opened your trap
Come into a nuclear war with a strap
You can tell me
very submersible
All of my people are winning and grinning
All of us grateful, none of us sinning
I kept it lowkey
Look how I'm kicking it so low
Leo
not good with apologies (Ok)
You know like a robot im the newest technology
What (Remix)
Getting new money like monopoly (Thanks Jiggy)
I was doing this
nay scrimmage
Young black kid but he's speaking old english
Told her touch her toes that was just a slang remix
Dropped her to her knees leaving no room
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
now
Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
The beauty in the struggle is in the very same people
The smiles that kept your head up
The lips that called you lethal now rise
When the claps come on all I
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
high too high
Come on you good people let's go
Keep on pushing, we're gonna do it right
Let's start tonight
There's a new wave coming, come on show us
come firs see oh curse me! It's Jersey!
Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights
they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like
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