Lyrics:
the wall of building six
After school we'd dodge syringes catching tadpoles in the ditch
Every other weekend Dad would pick us up for two days
Eating cold
a good strong buck, now you're fucked!
But my Third Eye helps me see
that the Black Man's God and yo it ain't no mystery
[both] It ain't no
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????Dawg ass
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????You ah mean bitch x2
????Northside bitch x8
????bad bitch she from the north side
????Black on black her
Been infused by Craig Hodges and Abdul-Rauf
Examples like Olympic, Black Power salutes
To Panther troops, I saw as I pursued my truth
If racism is
were divined
By the disenchanted tone at the end of the line, hang up
He tried to look strong in front of mom back up
John stop lookin' forward
man ghetto biznis plan hold up
Ima make this motherfucking money til I throw up
Neva slow up, cholo 2.0 rap coca-cola
I got your own grandma speaking
reputation, the six thousand strong Legion were inscrutible in their jet black armour, their sable banner billowing in the chill breeze which skittered over
with my people, my ghetto pass ain't revoked
This my corner sign, a Glad bag and a scale
Penitentiary chances, 4 and a half by 12 foot cell
Got
the streets
The crowd looks on
Claimin' sides they don't own
A house built up on
Their skulls and bones
Knew it be a matter of time
The play by play
Two
the streets
The crowd looks on
Claimin' sides they don't own
A house built up on
Their skulls and bones
Knew it be a matter of time
The play by play
Two
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
got ghetto credit
Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
(Chorus - repeat 2X)
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin'
to school but
Always puts God first
He won't stop no he can't stop
Till he gets what he deserves
That's a strong black man
That's a strong black man
Working
deluded kim wannabe you just hate to admit it
I’m the Blueprint you aint nothing brand new
check ya posters and videos, you’ll always be number 2
I seen ‘em
Money Verse
ch Yall
it like 2pac if my homie call
We gonna ball
Yo, shout out to my team
I'm doing my thing
Shout out to
everybody doin' it Shout out
Money Verse
ch Yall
it like 2pac if my homie call
We gonna ball
Yo, shout out to my team
I'm doing my thing
Shout out to
everybody doin' it Shout out
town so I can kick it with you"
"No doubt"
"You know how it's gonna go down"
Word in the ghetto, this kid I had drama with before
Insane tone, just
like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo
I
you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos,
And in the 5 Lil Ric and D-Boy
see-Murder doing time in the county jail
It been two weeks but it feel like 3 years
For some player hating snitching
Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live
money come, that's precisely, it's all coming
see they don't respect the company cuase it's black
if it was owned by peeps that was white,
Don't you know bad boys move in silence?
He nodded in agreement
But this nigga was born on the cement ghetto to the core
And I knew he'd only settle for
room bangin on books
We castle like a wolf move in, leave you shook
And shakin, any moo you make nigga I'm takin
2-11 strong, I'm shapin no
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