* sermon (of epmd)
Hungry Lil' E
the [name] cartel, nigga
Starve in the hood,
[ verse 1: da don ] I was well respected in the streets with no Youngest nigga in with a coke spot Used to chill at the dorm where the hoes blow Had the fairly new classical with no socks Homicide the face, I'm makin 60 a bird He earnin a third, roy on the case Blow and base and a few of pot have you found with a few rounds around your cock Around the clock I'm down dimes of rock Tryin to grind my - once I find a block My (line em up) Who (tyin em up) (fine em up) I'm the sights, I'm climbin slight This a new edition without ronny, bobby, ricky and Who got the sticky You dyin tonight Force fare the of dynamite Give up the white Sssss..
[ ] If you got it, you got it, it ain't shit to I move any units, I'm shippin the dust I move any unit, empty a clip in your nuts We move as a unit (bitch) ain't to discuss (2x)
[ verse 2: ] We the isley of rap smugglin crack Potatos, the mac, I don't wet you The go round I'm doublin back (who with that? ) Pull a on your cats Put the to your hat (what else, noah? ) I keep it real, y'all juggle facts (what else, noah? ) I keep the steel, y'all scuffle with (what else, noah? ) stayed in court, on house arrest Shower your vest, cap boy, but bag the best Clap and lay to rest My bottle was filled with milk, if it was sour or fresh I was in hell, blaze a l for my brother doin sets of 20 caged in a cell
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[ verse 3: onasis ] Yo, e and g through with teflon & noah We all out, took the rocks from boa Yo, it was easy, gillie up in Caught em at the top of the stairs with biggie's mac E, I'm a wolf, eyes and all complexion, stand six feet tall So who wanna I'm the rappin feebo Knock you the fuck out a bicycle Yo g (wassup? ) let em how I do I smack you the fuck up, and your too So while you're I'm navigatin 20-inch skatin, in the back on daytons Yo, I'm the shit, huh? you on my dick, You want my bitch, huh? now Uh, I'm 'hip-hop's fan' Come like a airplane when it land
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