He looks without being ruthless heroic in this man There's a courage him, doesn't look like a killer across so calm Acts like he has a full of passion You don't trust me, Well, you know why I do, we're not supposed to anyone in our profession anyway
Knock niggaz out the box all the Bitches on my mother fuckin' pah Big ones, yeah, big Straight up, fuck your team Yeah bust it, yo, yo, fly G.I.
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related style attract millions Fans, understand my plan Who's the kid up in the Land? Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you Half-ass crews get demolished and Fake be frontin', hourglass heads be wantin' Shuttin' down your slot, for pumpin' sting which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy But yo, guess who's the Trump? be flowin' by the hour's Wu, we got the collars, Word life, to power and my whole unit Word up! Quick to set it, wet it Real niggas lick shots, Connecticut
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Chef'll like marble, rhyme remarkable Real niggaz raise up, your money, argue But this is for the uninvited Go head and to it, big nigga mics is gettin' fired Morphine be burnin' like chlorine Niggaz from here to Baltimore to Fort Green But hold up, Moet be tastin' like My mob roll up, dripped to death, whips up
Ya never had no wins, slidin' in dens wit Timbs With Mac-10's and broke Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do You wanna battle for cash and see who Sun I probably wax, tax, rap niggaz who fax lyrics is wack nigga Can't unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin' Scud missles You rollin' Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's just rap democracy the policy, slide off the ring, plus the Wallabees Check the status, to see me at Caesar's Palace eatin' We beatin mics and the keys to I move rhymes retail, make sure shit sell From where we at to my man's
staircase to stage, minimun wage But soon to get a in 'Rap Page' But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, it's goin' like that And pardon the but let me speak Italian Black Stallion, on Shaolin That means the of Staten And niggaz carry gats and mad police Manhattan
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I do this for barber niggaz in the Plaza asthma, Rae is stickin' gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the wit big ones Broke elevators, turn the lights out, one Upstairs, like a chameleon Hip Brazilians, the cash or Leave your children, the buildin' Niggas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under Like Lou Farigno on
Yo, Africans denyin' up in yellow cabs Musty like funk, they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' Kahlua's on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband on my knots You bitches who dreds on Sudafeds Pussy's hurtin', they did it for a for the Feds up, cousin, nigga, I seen it Like a 27-inch Zenith, it!
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Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out It's for real though, let's politic, ditto! Get lifted in the Peace incarcerated
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