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Close to the edge, down by the river.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Seasons will pass you by,
Now that it's all over and done,
Called to the seed,
and just sit down
I live loud and I rap loud
And I stand by what I spit out
Black Race is on top now
Haters all in my background
It's sacrilegious and rap
on 1st and 48th right next to the white chalk in between the yellow tape,
Behind the black gate.
Rottweilers and pit bulls, surrounded by snakes, AK's
Right now this right here my moment
Feeling like I'm glowing, none are my opponent
I'm a do it right now, right now
I'm a do it right now, right now
switched it right
Letting go of all these other rapper's strings and ties
And in doing so I created a different type
Now you gotta step back when I grip
see through the
Fog, fog, fog
Sam slipped off that
Log, log, log
And landed with a splat in the bog
And Tam thinks it's all such
Fun, fun, fun
Runitup
Alotta people turned on me
That's why I call it Payback
That's why I'm gettin all this money
Man that's why I stay strapped
Like Uncle Sam
of dawn
Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
And Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife
Over in the corner was a beat up grand
Being played by a big fat
Surrounded by fake niggas and fake bitches
Tryna' get in my ear
What about gold diggers? yeah, all them
You Tryna get them some gig
Give me coochie from
like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if ands about it
It's the Method
Break:
All right, y'all get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
right.”
Julia was so afraid that
She would lose her brother
Sam was all she’d ever had and there
Wasn’t any other
“Don’t you know what you’re doing to me
week
When I seen something hopping right by a tree
What could it be?
I found an old frog I found an old frog
Sitting on a log I found an old frog
He
now it's a word we hardly heard
All these lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies
Oh when they was handing out rights
We couldn't stand in the line
where they need a handout
But they tell you put hands up
Only deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins
So you know where I
Shades on, smooth vibes
Walking by, all dimes
Right, Right now
We could ride out right now
We could vibe out right now
Right, Right, Right now
Right
goddamn accident...
Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
on the dotted line (sign right here)
Cause you belong to me (you my bitch now)
Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted line (right here)
Cause now
that I left in the dirt like damn
I coulda been so far gone
But I put it on hold so now the path mad long
And the road ain't straight, and my rights all
a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
Bodmon they patrolling
Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels
feel right at home, yeah
What you see is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wild
Bless the child that can hold his own, flesh
Now all I need is you right by my side
I just copped a lot baby I ain’t gonna lie
I just copped a sum now I’m flying through the sky
I got a ten, I got
This shit go crazy I got Sam all on my beats
If you been here since the start then you tuned in for a treat
I'm just tryna get a million by the time
Its just kind of a vibe that the doctor prescribed
I do it all for the tribe
You do it all for the likes
Aight thats all for now, Sike
Thats Dave
To the right, to the right, to the right, to the right
To the left, to the left, to the left, to the left
Now kick, now kick, now kick, now kick
Now walkin' by
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