Lyrics:
on the enemy
We blowin up precincts and OOOH
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too
I've got to do, what I'm gon' do
I'm gon' say what I'm gon'
No
(What you know about-) uh
Say, what? (This is nuts right here)
Say, what? (What?) (what up? What up?)
We ridin' again, y'all (say, what
It's unbelievable what me and eatin have accomplished
Spent a year on this album, then we got to drop it
Finally, now you see It's been way past just
the question is who are you two? Between me and you a stolen youth a bitch in blue is worth the monkey finally returns into a thankful nurse you can call me
like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long
(Steve: I don't know Woody.
Are you sure you've got this think hooked up right?
Woody: Listen man, music is my life.
Steve: Alright. Two, three,
in my family
Named Danny
And I'm not sure
Where he is today
He's Vera's son
And we visited them once
And he showed me music
That he
Made on his
know only good for album filler
We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (2x)
*Royce talking*
You!, Yea, punk ass niggaz, yea we in the streets now too, nigga
Big
fuck! Minnesota
What are we at? What are we at, bro?
Twenty minutes, man ha, for real?
For real, bro heh, heh, oh, alright, well
Let's try one that's
as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im
to the two, but we're not the ones
Brothers are flipping, some other suckers are tripping
Yeah, you gotta take a whipping to see that I'm live
to do? (yeah)
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed to do? (yeah)
I'm surrounded by all these bad bitches, but I only want two (two)
I'm
MGK: What up guys, this is Machine Gun Kelly
In the city of fuckin' devils and angels
Here shooting my cover for Modeliste
Modeliste: We are excited
left to prove
What's there left do
10 minutes without a hook
I made it feel like 2
2 albums in the tuck, got one with the crew
That 3 times, its up, its
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
the Syndicate connection
Respect mandatory, up is the direction
I stand alone, one man that's true
But you, my crew, you're on my side
We're on a ride
Power
out and use gun like shield
The crew is worldwide, to think we started from the Hill
Beware, of quiet niggaz layin in the cut (for what
[Chorus: x2]
More money, more cash, more hoes (what)
More money, more cash, more hoes (uh)
More money, more cash, more hoes (come on)
More money, more
BEYACHHHH!!!!!!
Chorus, Jay-Z (DMX): 2x's
More money, more cash, more hoes (what)
More money, more cash, more hoes (uh)
More money, more cash, more hoes (come on)
All they do is constantly trying to trap you
Like in ‘em Saw movies - look what trusting them led to,
Once you stop breathing, there is a step two
at the phone booth
Running for cover at point blank
Cause bullets is hovering
Drug them in after the slug went in
I take a phrase in God we trust it's a must
off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door
Live by the code, die by
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
Ferny Mac on the beat and it's Marx on the mic
Guaranteed to give you what you like
So if all y'all are feeling nice
Somebody say izz riiight
Martin
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