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The way that momma raised us was faith
So diablo wouldn't us or daze us
Or lay us to sleep
Know the wolf the sheep
Or the sheep who cried
And threw the hoof
While the wolf was
I keep my mind a
Follow my heart the
Don't play too close
Sleep my eyes at post
So Diablo be hostin the game of life
The knife sits by throats of the
and death straight through the lungs
as the mind washed by visions of sugar plums
But we shall overcome cause we ain't
but we ain't smart, got the girls by the hearts
And the by the nuts
Ear, tongue and
Yeah, they're trying to us up
but, shit, you know up
We gotta get the movement
and move men
consume every womb who bares
beneath the stairs of doom
Best believe gonna shove em in a tomb
Chorus: 4X
Cause I step to the microphone
I put my soul on 2"
That I even own
(Bootie Brown)
Early Saturday mornin I was gazin
slowly into the kitchen
to fill a bowl with some Bran
as I ran up and the TV stations
I Indian Joe
getting out of this nation
by a silly
who as the shit happened
Everything's the
the game into rappin
Deception is at an high
You give a of your soul
to receive some crumbs the pie
But you I keep on rappin til the break of dawn
even though it is my soul I do not even own
Chorus: 4X
(FatLip)
I was po', nlack and
beyond a shadow of a
Ass-out, wide open for my shit to come on out
Speakin about the before I got signed
I was coolin behind in the County Line
My big brother to say I was an asshole
graduate, couldn't handle the hassle
of school, why fool
foolish rules and guidelines
fuck the cap and
said the trade and tried rhymes
Hooked up J-Swift, got with 2-4-2
me and my L.A. Jay back at S.C.U.
I grab the MIC
it, 1-2, we in
freakin' major flavors my fellow Nubians
Takin shit to the level
Too bad I sold my to the fuckin devil