Lyrics:
Street money, I got power in the trap
(DJ Phat) i done told you
Why these pussy
Niggas actin' indestructible?
Bitch, mini Draco on my hip
That Rudy
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
motherfuckers
Just some ghetto boys
Living in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive
It's just reality
to get in
For a little joy to get in
DJ in a ghost town
Ghost town
Ghost town
Ghost town
Ghost town
Ghost town
Dancing down the streets up in my head
No
to do, the human beatbox
'Cause back in the days when there was just block parties
A DJ would set up his equipment, and start these
live performances,
Well one, why do these wanna be ass suckers be on your dick
Cause being fake is in they blood,
can't stick with one click so they switch
Two, why
weight
Much love to my comrads who's out in upstate
Mad connections from the bottom to the top of the game
Street fame, I got much that's in touch with my
and my nigga. What!?
[Killah Priest]
The emperor, chief sinister, street minister
guaranteed in two bars to finish ya
React like a cat when he arches
bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo' in the back (Rozay)
Told you "We The Best Forever" (Rozay)
DJ Khaled, handle that
Welcome
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
continue saying the story my friend
Well for 5 months straight she snuck in the club
But tonight left the boss feeling like he got snub
Frustrated by it all
to advance, I'm sorry for the holes in
your hip
Son, It's the way of the street merchant, live by the laws,
die by the rules
My gleam play the part
the pace
Here's the step, go find some space
And what we gonna do is in unison, kick!
Shake your head, you're influenced with music
By now you're
bulletproof, Louis V vest
What I studied in the streets so I'm knowin' it's a test
Back when I was chicken flipping, twelve bands for a breast (DJ Drama)
WHOMP WHOMP
In ya streets Chopper intro now peep this
Got wit you
F-I-E-N-D and THREE-6Talk it like I bring I feel you need this, deep shit Sleep
road running paparazzi trying to hold
Me in frame yell it loud cause by now you already know
The name played my part from the start what I was taught
just don't use a DJ (L's)
(Bandcamp)
Shoutout to my competition
These shots to my opposition ('cause if it comes to these streets)
This shit real,
be in this bitch wit' mine (DJ Drama)
(You niggas can't fuck with us)
They like, "Get in yo' bag," bitch, I been in mines
If Mel order four I
profile
- He hung up so fast I had to press redial
All I heard was a female voice say smile
The email said I hd to be in town by eight
The clock on the wall
'Cause these streets that I ran reminds me of the Middle East
Cant walk in a nigga sneak's, makin' it here wasn't a little feat
So when I pick a beat
[DJ Quik]
And just when you motherfuckers thought it was over
I'm back up in this motherfucker..
"You better get ready"
"for-for-for for
I pray the Lord my soul to take, pray with me
Jah Jah protect me in these streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die along the way
I
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