He looks without being ruthless heroic in this man There's a courage him, doesn't look like a killer Comes across so like he has a dream full of passion You don't me, huh? Well, you know why I do, not supposed to trust anyone in our profession anyway
Knock niggaz out the box all the on my mother fuckin' records pah Big ones, yeah, big up, fuck your whole team Yeah it, yo, yo, fly G.I. niggaz
Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We could places, get lifted in the staircases up, peace incarcerated scarfaces
Thug related attract millions Fans, they my plan Who's the kid up in the Land? Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose Half-ass crews get and bruised Fake be frontin', hourglass heads niggaz be Shuttin' your slot, time for pumpin' sting which thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy But yo, guess who's the black be flowin' by the hour's Wu, we got the collars, life, peace to power and my whole unit Word up! to set it, don't wet it Real niggas shots, peace Connecticut
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out for real though, let's connect politic, ditto! We could places, get lifted in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated
Chef'll like marble, rhyme remarkable Real niggaz raise up, spend money, argue But this time is for the Go head and rhyme to it, big mics is gettin' fired sticks be burnin' like chlorine Niggaz recognize from to Baltimore to Fort Green But hold up, Moet be tastin' throw-up My mob roll up, to death, whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin' in these wit Timbs With Mac-10's and broke Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do You wanna battle for and see who Sun too? I probably wax, tax, rap niggaz who fax Niggaz lyrics is wack Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin' Scud You rollin' like Trump, you get your meat
For real, it's slang rap democracy Here's the policy, slide off the ring, plus the the status, soon to see me at Caesar's Palace salads We beatin and the keys to Dallas I move like retail, make sure shit sell where we at to my man's cell
From staircase to stage, wage But to get a article in 'Rap Page' But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, it's goin' down that And pardon the French but let me Italian Black Stallion, dwellin' on That the island of Staten And niggaz gats and mad police from Manhattan
Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated
I do this for barber shop niggaz in the asthma, Rae is stickin' gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the projects wit big Broke elevators, turn the lights out, one Upstairs, switch a chameleon Hip Brazilians, the cash or your children, leave the buildin' Niggas, yo they be foldin' like under pressure Like Lou Farigno on
Yo, Africans denyin' niggaz up in cabs Musty like funk, wavin' arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' like on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my You bitches who fuck on Sudafeds hurtin', they did it for a yard for the Feds Word up, cousin, nigga, I it Like a Zenith, believe it!
Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get in the staircases Word up, incarcerated scarfaces
Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' out It's for real though, let's politic, ditto! Get in the staircases Peace incarcerated
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