Lyrics:
by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie
Not
who rides at the head of the band?
Seven feet is his height, with some inches to spare
And he looks like a king in command!
"Oh, me boys, that's
What’s happening y’all? It’s
Terrace Martin, ay, so check it out
I got three microphones, three of the
Dopest emcees, a drum machine
Two turntables
Mad fidgeting blood glistening
Heard a loud whack and the smack sickening
The last truffula, crash vividly, that sinister
Now the magical forest is no
One, two, three, four
Niggas know my body, you already there's more
It's another battle we be ready for the war
I got Zoes playing dominoes going toe
inches, I see the big picture
If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city
inches, I see the big picture
If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya
If not burn it, get hot like a furnace
Shoot the video, motherfuck city
boy kick it like all three inches
Legend on the block
Shout out to legend in block
And when it get greasy, I just call
Been greasy
Easy, ask ScHoolboy
Yeah, that's the Price
Jesus Reigns from the Blood that He gave
Tasted death, made a come back in just 3 days
How many dead folks you know
Walkin' round
trust in our
Spears, Swords, Shields
Bones, Flesh and Blood
Covering our knees
Writing on the sand..in our souls, in our dreams
3 HUNDRED
300 of Sparta
The Demon, hes going up top; this could be dangerous for everyone involved here. Blue Blood is up, and hes down. Taken out by the flying clothes line. Demon
mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie
Not day goes by, that I ain't high
Hit
delegates and panelists all representin they nationalism
And the battle inches on, every section separated
By eth-nic features decorated veterans deliverin
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
sign
For mountains and hills, the forest, the sea
for all those dead and for my princess
they'll shed their blood cause finally
the emerald sword is now
sign
For mountains and hills, the forest, the sea
for all those dead and for my princess
they'll shed their blood cause finally
the emerald sword is now
flesh
By doing so it cuts the cross
The mossy ground drinks the blood
Of a hundred men in white clothes
The morning smells of death
But still it feels
and bad decisions
I’m a cutthroat, cut ‘em up, one, two, three
I’m a cutthroat, cut ‘em if they fuck with me
Blood-thirst, cutthroat is my alias
Blood
blood spillin like milk
King of the Hill baby momma named Jill
Naw I aint trippin uhh maybe just a lil
Peace to Big Will up in what Mackadosious
Butt
a wonderful king called Dasaratha.
King Dasaratha had three wives.
Kausalya, Sumithra and Kaikeyi.
But , he was an unhappy man,
For he was old
and did not have
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night
Noel Noel Noel Noel!
Born is the King of Israel!
And by the light of that same star
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel Noel Noel Noel!
Born is the King of Israel!
And by the light of that same
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
down by the races
And in other desperate places
Helping rich men part with payslips
On the prayer they'd get it back
Down in Flea Street he first met
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