Lyrics:
to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources we'll control your world.
Part 3
Is because I see the women be crying like everyday
Because of men turned dogs, they’re heartless, they rape
Gotta lock these fools away, put them
to the neighborhood
As we're walking there, my buddy and I get passed real slow by two cops in a squad car
Sure enough they pull a U-turn and stop us, asking us where
Millions
Na He Got The Feds Watchin
3 Blocks Up The Streets
Word Them Lil Niggas Plotting
They Broke The Silence to The Code
This Story Going
Smiling
When I wake up
On God on gang
Then we live up
Abrabc 3den but we never give up
Kc amakom kcbisa boys no ho As3m
Better confront them they will Speak
the Nigga with the flow kc ebisa wo b3 ka kyer3w wo d3 hw3 that man
Burner mey3 brave a conny, who be the best ask them they draw me, m3hw3m less na 3bcm aa
of the darkest Guinness with an Irish heart
Three passports, one of them red, two of them blue
Lived Finsbury, and Stock Newington too
'Bout to witness the rise
Christmas Eve
1 BC
Outside of Bethlehem
Met three men
Became friends
They said I could join them
We stopped into a store before we left
They were
Y3 kumo kumo kumo kumo
Etuo baako mo nyinaa
Y3te mo ti mo ti mo ti mo ti
You kill my dawg at the phone booth
Tell your homies s3 we coming for them
No
Y3 kumo kumo kumo kumo
Etuo baako mo nyinaa
Y3te mo ti mo ti mo ti mo ti
You kill my dawg at the phone booth
Tell your homies s3 we coming for them
No
we started
Even though it was harder, and you begin to realize they were treating you like a modern day martyr
Father forgive me—wait, they keep taking
a ride
Three times they failed
To break the ice shelf's gales
By August it was looking dire
But on the fourth go
A ship called Yelcho
Got them set for
dealer
(My pops say)
Verse 1 (Master P)
I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up
Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he
Hook Harmz:
3 am in London posted with the whole team
Feeling like a star city lights all on me
Keep it by my side RFA it’s on me
Lock off all
kinda funny
But when his eyes met mine I saw they were bluer than the sky
I felt them pierce right to my heart like he wasn't a normal guy
All of a sudden
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
They told us where to go
But Johnny said, "I like 'em
Don't you give them no trash"
You see, we were Johnny's little boys
And we got paid by Cash
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
didn't hear
What they were supposed to hear
Bring that back (bring the back)
(woo, yo)
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing
still wanna be in this shit and he start runnin’
with god damn Kaine
Like they were really gon blow up being the Ying Yang Twins
Them all punk ass niggas!
old man
And that's all there ever was to it.
The Crayton boys were white trash, they lived over on Parvis Creek
They were a real snake and sneaky
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
went and got three lines
That's a Haiku
Paranoia got me stressing, man I'm
Thinking that they're planning SLR
I've got a cannon i ain't taking photos
I'm
to help me
Even when you were born
You were six weeks old, this one is not even Africa, it's this nation
I was on the streets for three years
I have
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