Lyrics:
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
grams in the fuckin' spliff
Call it what you want I'm a zombie bitch I'm off this shit
Yo prada never gonna pile up
If you can't follow this game,
abdomen and strangle your man
And 'em with your small intestines
I'm what you call a veteran, I'm legendary
And you just a son of
A bitch and it's
a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
This song is called "Alice's Restaurant
"It's about Alice,
the way that you smile
Uh
We them kids from the block, we them kids from the block
We them kids from the block man
We them kids from the block, we them kids
says of his battling years
"and it helped shape some us growing up
It makes you ambitious as a kid"
He formed a group called Bloodhoundz
And they'd buy
offended if you hear my new shit and you ain't rewindin' me
Self made, I never needed your bail or a wire, see
I'm never callin' collect, I call to collect
a smidget
If you want beef then we can supersize it
Freshman in the game
So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac
I killed the beat and dig a
Ditch just
up to either Arthur or Neem
I spend my Wednesdays at Bolly cookin' kids up-line
It's such a frequent occurrence that you could call it a crime
Droppin'
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
and see
What you doing doing doing
There's a new kid in the block
New Kid took the long walk
New Kid busting made no move but I'm gusting
New Kid New kid
who you think you are
You gon' get touched! (Bah)
You stop me?! Nigga, hush! (What?)
Guess what? Just caught a body
Call it "Kurokami"
'Cause it's only
(Givenchy)
Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (ayy, ah)
I'm in the Rolls-Royce f- on what you call it? (Yeah, yeah)
I light a opp blunt and let your
that you gonna make it happen
I know my beats is crazy
But I really started rapping
Back in action, it continues
I'm eating what's on the menu
Any nigga
don't want me)
From far away
I can be your secret
It's gonna be fine
Let me love you from far away
High just smoke, I just smoke
What a world I create
I
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
did
And you just discoverin' it
What you tryin' to act unclear
As if his uncle didn't
Bitch you can't spell "unclear" without
Puttin' the "uncle" in it
is what you make of it
And I'm makin' a lot of it
See that's a quadruple entendre
Jay Z eat your heart out
Joell Ortiz, Brooklyn, New York
But
where
We let our nuts hang
Peel your motherfuckin' cap
I put the city on the map
Crackhouse in '92 is what new
Niggas call a trap
I'ma keep it gangsta
the
Fuck out of here!
When it's all said and done
Are you going to want to
Have kids? Get married?
Oh my goodness, i have to! I have to! Yep
I'm gonna get
on tracks with Mos Def
When you call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and ooh
It come out
now, so many punk police have got shot down
Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now
That's what I call a kingpin
Send my brother what he
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
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