Lyrics:
and pull the plug
You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
I'm number one and competition is
Bombaclot war? Hmm? Hmm?
Ramp with me?
Come on!
Mi seh!
Mi shot pussihole people for fun!
Who want test me, come on!
Come on!
All rats gotta
97 (facts)
Appreciate all the opportunities that he gave me (I do)
Every Thursday night on the radio he'll play me (word)
Niggas is on Instagram
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
He'd already put Joe and Jeramiha six feet under.
They were drunk as the skunks, they were on their way back from the saloon. They passed Steve
lack of love
We are the war
And in the end
What the hell are we fighting for
Weapon of my choice is solidarity
Please look in to the mirror
We are war
We
the planes, the creature is unmoved
By the commotion and the noise, and the blinding fork
Of lightening which strikes only a few yards from where
Lays it
dictator
Tyrant with a PhD
"What the hell do you mean?"
Well for instance
You have started every war
"And what else?"
You're obscene, a coincidence
And whatever you bind is bound in Heaven
Whatever you loose is loosed in Heaven
It's not by might, not by power
But by His Spirit
And when I step into this
Knowing you'd begin a few wars
If your overlords asked you
Knowing that the inks not dry on the last few
And knowing that your voters aren't living in
got a cure, what they hiding it for?
I've learned greed is a whore with abcess sores
I wouldn't go in her raw, or even touch her
Up in hell's kitchen
a true inshallah
East African name for father is baba
I will not be an average Joe
No not by far
I named my beautiful baby daughter Baha
That's Arabic for
well
Isolation me and myself in a cell
I remember when I was surrounded by people and still I felt lonely as hell
Say you're there for me I cannot tell
am I do, say no? Hell no, bro
Bring that ho' over here and let me spank her some more
Fuck her 'till she bust, but, I'm still up, yup
Suck it, slut,
on
No matter how much they bring
I duck and dodge and hold on
Best a watch the swing
Nigga the game is so strong
Catch me by surprise
You won't realize
the ruckus consume ya body
I'ma groom the shotty then I'ma aim it at whom is naughty
With them damning me to hell, planning for me to fail
Ain't no landing
lost here,
You don't want war here
And it was not me
But I held the joys what the deal is
And I'll settle for me the one to end these wars
For freedom
deep!
The girl is deep!
Iiiiiit's got to be deep!
Deep!
(i saw you only Friday, joe, and just let me say, )
The boy is deep!
(...tried to take me
livin' hell
That's goin' on inside me head, I wish it all so well
And the Doors still ride by on the storm
Hendrix hides from Joe
I should be history
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
step, kid
Watch your step, kid
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck)
I smoke on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser, raising hell
to jack
Called RIP and Stratejacket
Number One Assassin is fully strapped
We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps
So satan called his
war
What you saw, KRS-One is now seeing
Another fly human being
Making no excuses for the losers
Chain snatchers, pimps, drug abusers
You don't like it
controlled by the system
Forgiveness is too late
Your life is ending, there is no escaping
Looking for war
Looking for death
Blood is split in the name
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