Lyrics:
We kill you iddy bitty ants with a sledgehammer
Don't let me do it to 'em, dunny, 'cause I overdo it
So he won't confuse it with just rap music
talk about a leap a thunder
A leap ah thunder
Cuz ant no body gonna gut my back
I gutta hold my own missiles for unknown attacks
People talk about a leap
And doze off like snores, but odds like that with these thoughts I have's
Like a giant getting squashed by ants
If this is the test of time, I'd pass with
When We Were Kids
Written By: Eamon Owen, Logan Millwood
We were the two that always got in trouble
A couple of class clown acting fools
Everybody
doesn't matter
Who are you
Who
Ever woulda thought it
Locked up in your house
With everything you bought it
Yuh
Back to the basics
Back to what grandma
Tugging food and shiny pebbles back to our nest
All thinking of ourselves as special snowflakes
Not remembering that mindset is shared by the rest
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
C.O.U.N.T.R.Y
Written by: Eamon Owen
V1
Well we were born in the back woods country side
Where were proud of who we are and our southern pride
Yea yea yea yea yea
Dexter yea
Okay, I run up on that boy
I tuck that glizzy keep a thousand rounds
Shoot him up and took his bitch
You know I went
THE ANT
I am an ant, I am an ant, I am an ant, I am an ant
Breaking my back day after day
Carrying crumbs to put on the Queen's tray
I wanna run, I
nigga
They steady looking by they sides
But ant no race to no nigga
I always kept this shit upfront
Ant turn my back on my niggas
My mama told me you
Hear you all the time
I don't really care about that
Real ones on my side
I can guarantee you that
If you by the line, put you back on track
Fuck
I was making records but wasn't making money
You can take it seriously or you can think its funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
it seriously or you can think it's funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
And I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
a box of worms that convert you to criminal
We Protect our wounds by holding animosity
Think about the pain and they constantly keep reopening
this Ant
Fuck, what you talkin' about, let's do this
Alright fuck it, do it, hey, what am I doin'?
Drop the top, hit the block
Beat slammin', man,
handle you with care
Drop and break you into pieces everywhere
Just give me time to put us back together
Oh, I can't tell you when (but)
Oh, we are gonna
all
You're not coming back
From the grave
And I don't miss you anymore
I'm saved
'cause once I get this album made
Everything will fall into place
No
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
when the album come out
I know it's about that damn time you
Let me know when that shit drop
I know that shit going to be fire
Yo hit me back
End
really ain't shit to find another bitch
Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows
Grab
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
"Give me $1 million if you
Want the next album"
It's still sprinkling a bit when we dive back
Into the hired Lexus and head across the
East River
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