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I walk with the waves of New York City, X-rayed into my back As I floss every step that doesn't
Taste like food These red bricks have a funny way of kicking
Me home sick Crossin' the flue, I don't mind the way the
Light breeze humbles me better As I floss every step that doesn't taste like

Food These red bricks, these red bricks, bricks
Bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks
These red bricks, these red bricks, these red bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks
Bricks, bricks We all stars like a Jewish Bible, but off

Your top like a suicidal My protein lean, you gon' need a whole lot
Of shots to do what I do to do what I do, do what I do
These red bricks, these red bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks, bricks
See, I'm so focused, my mind is so sharp That you could use it as a shard to cut throats

Open And that's when no provoking prevail, hell
Enter the king Spit fire to Lord or the devilish ring
Embellishing all, representing the winter and spring
Listen, f*ck the summer, cause I don't like the sweat

Cause either I'm fucking the breezy, bobbing or weaving
And I promise baby mama by the morning you leaving
You see, everything I do hot, so you can call him Percy
Full of verses or Haku-a There's a lot of gods here dying hymns

So keep a techie attentive, Indian prince is gon' leave you all wet
Still in yellow, these rappers is off timing Cause you ask the truth, but the problem, they all timing
I'm trying to be the same young boy, the awards shining
Excuse me, let me check my watch, it's my timing

So back the f*ck up, says Simon Or your whole team get tacky, the f*ck up, I 49er
Since the bass was born, these oral proof foretold
Morbidly stories that would forge into an immaculate form
You ain't on the same track that I'm on

So Charlie, go and get your money, ain't comparing a knife to a bomb
You see, I pop up, stock up, it's like magic
You disappear, so what, queer, life's tragic
A hundred bars or a hundred bricks

A hundred bars or a hundred bricks
See, I've been gone for too long, and you can't stop now
You can't stop now
See, you can't stop now

Go and get rich, a hundred bars or a hundred bricks
See me creeping down your block, better get low
Cause you or your family don't matter, Eddie Winslow
Out comes a rat, then pop goes the weasel

I make a quick sale, then out comes a needle
See, f*ck Jay, I'm trying doing track with the Beatles
Move plates from state to state, Boston and V.A
N.Y.P.A. to S.E.A., Segway to M.A

Soon to be in Boston, illegal, bags full of crabs
You can put your cheddar up, but don't forget your hands
Any resistance will leave you in a box and your wife in a coma
Fucking with a dead man, rider, soldier

Thou are in the system, Indian chief
But the sale smells much better than the aroma
Sorry teacher, I ain't got time
See, my time is money, and I ain't trying to buy the clothes

A hundred bars or a hundred bricks
A hundred bars or a hundred bricks
See, I done came too far, but we can't stop now
We can't stop now

See, we can't stop now, we gon' get rich
A hundred bars or a hundred bricks
See, I done came too far, but we can't stop now
We gon' get rich

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