Lyrics:
raisin the rent, then tell us how to raise our kids
And categorize us on, where we live like by on Broadway
It's all Dominicans and blacks that's packed
I know you coasting mix emotions
How C-Notes keep flooding
Drop sauce by accident
Imagine what I'll do on purpose
I'll hit my mark if spark in dark
I might mix the pint of wock with the activist
Yeah I knew that was your bitch but I had to hit
After that leave her alone like absence
Fell in love
We take the pieces and make art edward Said
I took
His thesis and made darts "Shanty Towns
" new desmond Dekkers
Sacks of that mega drawing
Believers
Uh Mr. Smith, Mr Smith, Mr Smith
Uh Mr Smith, it's the bomb y'knowhutI'msayin? Mr. Smith
Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, check it out
I'm
Keep talking, that's how you get hit
Lil' kid don't get in the mix (Bow bow bow)
Come to the "B" it's finna get lit
Don't chat online you kid
Shout out
bubble waitin for me
Investigators sendin snitches for me
Sold out, lines around the block
Niggas waitin for a whiff of that base and that rock
Chicago
the sector, I wreck the microphonin'
I'm quick to pull a Tek and snap that neck and leave ya moanin'
Kid I'm zonin', it's on and I'm back up on the block
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day,
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
tryin' 'round my way
Still can't keep up
Freeze up what we don't do
Everybody 'round me drillin' like
They 'posed to chopper mix a nigga down
This ain't no
the roose
Caught by the blocks now they shooting at schools ( Tu tu tu )
Been wayne to get P’s like bruce,
Just How T brought pains & Moves
Like Scofield
nigga show his ass out in public
I got the whole block bumpin
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood gone love it
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood
bogey, sword like Shinobi
Shoot up your block then make you know me
You ain't ready yet, slow down and recollect
Stay in the car, Astaghfiru'lah bodyset
of sleeping
For twenty-two years my mum was doing the cleaning
Dreaming that her kids would have a better life
Go in bed at night, struggling with getting by
clothes and my sneakers
Block to hot, no time to be speaking
niggas is asking what happened to Steven
Had to get out of the state for the weekend
New route
to your car its not bulletproof we hit up ya whip
We spin the block shoot it some more remove chances to live
Ya mom on the news saying you a good kid but
the corner store
It get real by the corner store
Niggas tryna make a meal by the corner store
Keep your kids from the corner store
Because these niggas round
the heat to kids
They'll riddle thru ur ligaments, I'm on my E.Nygma shit
Speak of which, riddle me this
Why do u wreak of fish
And love getting beat by
the beat im fluent, im fluid
With the mix
Never gonna quit
Listen I twist of fate like Shawn Michaels
Heart Break Kid now your bitch want me
She wanna ride
to rock the beat im fluent, im fluid
With the mix
Never gonna quit
Listen I twist of fate like Shawn Michaels
Heart Break Kid now your bitch want me
She
Survival Of The Fittest I'm The Prophecy
Cant See No One Get In The Way Of 30
Block Speaking Honestly
Every time I Hear Y'all Rap
I Just Start
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