Lyrics:
of a virus and thinking fast
Meryl saved us
[Host:] I don't give a frog's fat ass
[Solid Snake:]
Then we stayed together until the seven year itch
And now you
Product of my environment in many ways
I don't rep codes but I'm in 7 or in NG8
Inner city humble start
Mother did her best for me I'm a son
Fighting my demons one by one
Hope the club ain't recruiting when my time has come
Only 7 more years until my mind can't run
28's a nice number white
plottin' since I was like, seven years old, bitch
I want a mansion, gold fence
Feel like that's been the goal since
I've been plottin' since I was like,
full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress, 'cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at? Tell me where it is
I
that kitty cat
Six nine ass nigga you been a rat
Triple sevens on my neck you know the tat
If I get a bitch her booty gon be fat
I was runnin runnin
For
a cape but ya act fly, and ya girl voice sound like a cat cry
Meow, annoying, light a Big L, flamboyant
Used to make raps and enjoy it, now I kill a beat
with whiskers, I bomb that cat
Alarm that cat, that when we slide through
Abide to the rules that's been laid down by Max
True like Bibles, I'm liable
They mouth moving all I hear is meow
Bitch I'm relaxed
Yeah I can pull my feet out
I got them swimming
How they stuck in denial
Yeah I had a good year
[Speedis Toine]
How should I attack this? Me the cool cat like Ratcliff
For all the MC's who act as if I won't flip them on a cactus
Point me towards
on a Maybach (Smear)
Testin' that pussy like Pap
(Smear) eatin' that bitch from
The back (yeah) mumble rap all on that cat
(yeah) Lil Pump, she makin' it clap
See you pray for mud
When you climbing out the pits only up from this
You late as hell I see you straddling the fence
Should've been my bitch 24/7
dick you sucking?
Come on B, I just heard some shit about you, some foul shit
Fuck is the deal?
Suck my fucking dick you bitch ass nigga
No, you
of the streets
The makings of a real MC, yeah, bitch
So just abide by what you ride by
'Cause we abide, by what we ride by
Just abide by what you ride by
'Cause
of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code of the streets
The makings of a real MC (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch
"Where you been, wh-where you
Where you been"
By the time the 5 pull up, e'ry
(bitch) look up million records sold
(nigga) still sellin cook up
Pusha, you
or more
Now times that by the years I reign straight-seven
No hear for four years still multiplied by eleven
The silence's a set back make em regret
a gat, cause cats, try to test me
They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley
Let's see, the bitch I'm waitin on
Gaudy years teens look like they painted on
Ask
And we don’t let a cat creep Nigga pitch bullets such an athlete
Fuckin with the boss you know how That be
Bitches throw it at me
Car go fast she go that
Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched
Cats ask about my stitch, to me they soundin' bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred for cats who ain't make
Yo, yo, yo
From the heart of Medina to the head of Fort Greene
Now I see everything
Niggas who sling
Shaolin' cats thrown inside a bing
bet not Throw The 7 Down,(x2)
I did 6 Years and Came Home,
(6Years In came Home)
This is what I’m made for,
(This is What I’m made for)
Yo bitch Gone
to the test
Round after round I would bust it down
A young MK was the real cats meow
Because the back I would stroke that shit
Flip you over grip your neck now
at you
I am the captain and about to throw this hook at you, uh huh
Everybody can't be the cats meow
Everybody can't have a sickening brow
This another hit
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