He looks determined without being Something in this man There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a Comes so calm Acts like he has a full of passion You don't trust me, huh? Well, you why I do, we're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession
niggaz out the box all the time Bitches on my fuckin' records pah Big ones, yeah, big Straight up, fuck whole team Yeah it, yo, yo, fly G.I. niggaz
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Thug related style attract Fans, they my plan Who's the kid up in the Land? Me and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you crews get demolished and bruised Fake be frontin', heads niggaz be wantin' Shuttin' down slot, time for pumpin' Poisonous sting which up and act chumps
Raise a generator But yo, guess who's the Trump? Dough be flowin' by the Wu, we got the collars, Word life, to power and my whole unit Word up! Quick to set it, wet it Real niggas shots, peace Connecticut
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Chef'll shine like marble, remarkable niggaz raise up, spend your money, argue But this is for the uninvited Go head and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is fired Morphine be burnin' like chlorine Niggaz from here to Baltimore to Fort Green But hold up, Moet be like throw-up My mob roll up, dripped to death, rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin' in dens wit Timbs With Mac-10's and broke Ya got guns, got too, what 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 stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin' missles You like Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's just slang rap the policy, slide off the ring, plus the Wallabees Check the status, to see me at Caesar's Palace eatin' We mics and the keys to Dallas I move rhymes like retail, make shit sell From we at to my man's cell
staircase to stage, minimun wage But soon to get a article in 'Rap But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, goin' down like that And pardon the French but let me Italian Stallion, dwellin' on Shaolin That means the island of And niggaz carry and mad police from Manhattan
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I do this for barber shop in the Plaza Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the wit big ones elevators, turn the lights out, stick one Upstairs, switch like a Hip Brazilians, pass the or your children, leave the buildin' Niggas, yo they be like envelopes under pressure Lou Farigno on coke
Yo, Africans niggaz up in yellow cabs Musty like funk, they arms, the Arabs Sit back, like Kahlua's on rocks On the spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots You who fuck dreds on Sudafeds Pussy's hurtin', they did it for a yard for the up, cousin, nigga, I seen it Like a Zenith, believe it!
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Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' out for real though, let's connect politic, ditto! Get in the staircases Peace incarcerated
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