Yo', check it out, I want all the out there To put up your motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant Put up your youknowhatI'msayin'? I'ma start this shit off like this, this around
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If you wanna snap, SNAP, if you wanna crack, If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay Cause this, the cemetary's, the reality Where the tough get buried in their property Word to Sampson, the will get you hung I had a friend, they murdered his father and his year old son I heard him the essence of the, the committed the crime But ah, got no time The country has no law, it's rich or poor I'm out the back door, I got to fight for I'm on a boat like a goat, I clear my throat When I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled I look in through microscope, for my country and the My bleed, I see Aaron Steed, the Haitian Pope Figure or Dundee, the Malcom X Swing like the ki's, so I put on David Tomerfest Though I'm humberlicious to jump Let me her upper her bubble in your face, that'cha ego Aiyyo, funk, you got to stay stable Watch out for the devil, he comes after you the revival When will he come, will he do, what will he say? That's all a mystery, but have hand grenade So you can blow the motherfucker Beep, beep, I gotta a sale so I can eat So Praswell, the mic and be complete
Huh, lovin' the wreck in effect, be all in checkmate style for Praswell to translate For those who can't relate to down my, no man wait No mistake, I tell you, your prophet is a fake
You said a contract on a Haitian, hundred g's sharpshooters are lousy, we mend to high be high hoodies So show face a when you waste, I know who's smokin' The bigger that you try to put out just makes me Mr. Nobody Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a you know Yeah, a viper cause you might a life to the side by like What did I have to in the line of the barkin' of the bright You to scare me but I won't mover a The bully of the block the hour of the glock So cuckooThe sounds I run are with the bodyguard But don't forget the day it's sunny but it'll be And in the funeral, you'll be singin' a new May soul rest on the moon, Jack in wood spoon In Seven, you said Death before Cut You so many that your conscience ended up, whattup? WHAT Aiyyo black men, dyin' by a dozen cousin So all I do is away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened You me a punk, I gotta step cause all you did was flex But get closer cause the kid still gotta keep his rep See I'm known for the like the jewel was the jewel the follow got the boo, like the miller got the boo Let the fool cop the man jewel, suck up, up the Oh why you got the ha ha lew I got the rap loose, so sci bi dee bob bob, you stop You do the rap rap, from hip hop to be bop, be bop To beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off beep beep I make a sale so I can eat, beep, beep The kid, beeper's goin' off, you know I got no time to sleep, so beep beep
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Man, I went to cops the other day to for my innocence They brought me in another charges of a legal And L, E, N, on a land Watch me go to my land and then there will be a thing Gorillas in the mist, everything, and the light becomes a priest They put up they guard, they up they fists Now I'm number one on motherfuckin' hit list down for first degree of manslaughter Makin' change out of emcee's makin' them quarters That's value, that's what they worth Cause the shall be last and the last shall be first, yeah What we learned was to burn, now you c came With that machette, your turn not funny, but twenty a month is what you earn baby We on to the Yankee, the mic to the, Yankee
Well I'm as to ya the mic I'm checkin' comin' from my temple With a message, to deliver, but the is very simple I'm the girl, Yankee, rollin' wit' the kids from Coolin' as a mighty grab who gets the laugh hahaha You size with my Haitian from they stinks as my, Yankee Wonderin' who was the to pull over girl as soon as it came out son My history, a hypocrite, so what we do? The dope is dope is only get the man since that is So hip hip my lip as I rip with a felt tip a righteous situation, interpretation, a graduation Your ventilation, and education, segregation, A capitalization, it's agration, not separation, ya breath the
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