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[feat. & Ras Kass]
[Verse 1:
I set it off in the distance, no days existed
My patience led the way the greatest love listened to me
I used to play the witness, in the trenches
It's the 6th man, sits on different benches
It's hard life in a sentence
And if I do, roll carpet with the red
My is what's between
When I exit, Evidence left on the scene
Alchemist cut the record to the bone
And a record like this I take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the of the brave
where I stand, my hand is made
From BR KLYN, the planet
landed, managed to raise the man that I became
Panic on my first
But when the words fell to place, I was to reign
I hit the purple, then step in the and start flexin'
Weatherman invented, now change directions
Portions of my is feeding my homies now
I always shared good for an only child
I was the boy, I could do no wrong
Now the reversed, I'm putting people on
They on welfare, you got
used to have their priorities elsewhere
I rims and tires and traded them
For a ticket to an island, that's
I wrote rhyming
Where I first saw my
by a better living, a place to raise kids in
So I think I rule the world
On the brink of something bigger, schools
For and girls
The thought of home me out of my bed
I you got the tools?
Get them up out of the shed. C'mon!
2: Raekwon]
I'm like the indispit of
The Jack Dempsey
All my customed out
[?]
is made, fly blades
A woman with brains, help a black nigga reign
My a prowler
A loaner, owner
Used to pump at shops
Had my bitch who with me rolling up
Fly ass and still
questions like "Why you wait on that glass?
Why would you me? "
Yo, it's only nigga
I'm a teach you like how I was too
Hold the phone, 2
Seeing all kinds of grey
Colossal juice, the house, act fly
I got you. No need to walk
Fuck with the
I speak credibility, the to masses
Yo, a winner, Nik boots
A scully good denim jean on and one
[Verse 3: Rass
say you only live once, I disagree
You only live twice: your life enable your
So I lead on whacks and em the deeds
So when I die they got a on my publishing B
the words that I speak, here's my family jewels
It ain't all diamonds, but like experienced fools
And I be rhyming cool, but my deep
Like a John letter, so read em and weep
And the smells blood: you can feed em to me
But I'm a Lycan underworld, you can in the street
heat, but what happened to peace?
He got a Dirty Sanchez, like happened to Screech
Jesus, diarrhea's - I mean shit
Christ on a cracker, that's how we spit
Communion: had the wine, make the sign of the
And I will live in the past, chalk it up as a
Went from "please to my demo! "
To stretch
To the penn in a cell watching on Jimmy Kimmel
But I go out like Timbo slice
Like Geena Korrano, a cyborg
Mano a mano, still Ronald
Over one served
But it's up to me to get I deserve
So I my biz and hustle harder than the norm
The bird gets the worm, but the hawk gets the bird...