Lyrics:
Skepta, Roll Deep, yeah
E16, n17, e3, sw9, e14, n13 we do this ting
Rules and regulations
I've been a scholar since ching chang walla
Real life, not
was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight
And that was my first time yo, I was like tenth grade, in the studio
And I knew that this was what I
how u filt u let hate'n stop yo grind
homie (fa real) D.A. bullshit
(fuck'em) want me with time homie
(time homie) sit'n lonely n a cell hear'n
Trust me i stay undefeated until the end
One minute they love you one minute they hate you
N*ggas despise and hate that they ain't you
Had to break rules
one day I might wake up n just go by me a Benz, baby I’m a Gemini they don’t wana meet my twin,
The government dont want us winning so they lock us
9:07 AM, February 2nd, 2019
There are still fat raindrops on the double-paned windows, jiggling
Those windows look out to the street from the old
Regime, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Album to the face, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Yes, it's that nigga you Love 2 Hate
Young nigga, wit money, you Love 2 Hate
Why are we so defeated by a moment
Been a minute since the last time we've spoken
I'm not trying to be yo man
Miss being by your side
I just want
[Chorus: 2x]
Game still recognize game
caught up for a minute
but I still in it for the change
and it's a shame
And everybody thought of slack
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Intro
Aww, yes how you do today
My name is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced nore.
Here on behalf of thugged out militainment.
I'm here to see
(Chorus#2)
No grave yard no jail house some fat pussy deh ya so fi tear out, just fuck wid e family mek mi hate yo mi
crack up e matic n mek e air out, family
I'm tired of all these b**** a** n****s asking me when I'm gonna drop
I got you n****s now
Say Mel and T gonna get this s*** pressed up (uh huh)
album's unreleased
I take like two steps so I don't dirty my white sneakers
They got it playing through the town
look around, on them speakers
Hold on hold
goin' on (someone speaks in background) about, but 'e didn', but 'e didn' deserve it. All 'e's tryin' t'do is relay a message from me to you, right? N' 'e
it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees s***
The glock to your head n****, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he
you rockin with the best, the S
N double O-P, your grandmama know me
So for all my homegirls and all my homies
Ain't no limit picnic and it's on me
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
I do keep it blood like a Piru
I'm in album mode
I'll try'n get every album sold
I'll compose hits like Al Capone
Down the road, no telling how it
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
outdo Relapse
With Recovery, Mathers LP2
Help propel me to victory laps
Gas toward 'em and fast forward the past
Consider the last four minutes
Two sides supported by two sides of fans against the wall
Two sides of hungry energy cause we all want it all
Two sides to every album, without both
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