Lyrics:
a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start
picked by snakes to shift
c way we're used to bleed by life, that peace
That's peace across the street
Does it get any blue with deepness around streams?
street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat nigga
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin'
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
checkers
I'm a chess kid bro
bitches call me they browskie cause I'm a gee I sit back low key
This ain't no old school
Cruising the streets all around
and exclusion
Six pills, and the pain kills
Haunted by his youth, now he's goin' through it
Remember that boy with the white fence and the stairs down
Raise you banners raise them high in your homeland hear the cry
From the battle turn home back to England to claim your throne
Six white horses you
caught
Design outlined in chalk there's no time for the talks
The claim we back matter fact we never left
That Va shit we forever rep
Conquering lions with
ignorance
Get 'em
Don't forget the heat (watch out)
They might catch you lacking (watch out)
On 47th street (watch out)
By your mama address (watch
was no fun,
So we set him on the floor
Just by Len's back door
He stood and he stared and he frowned and he scratched his head
He's no good there,
on
For, oh, I don't know how long
One day I turned the corner onto India Street
I must have turned white as a sheet
Three policemen were standing on my
Lost my brother to the streets
No cap still got yah back like Kappa even though you Rest In Peace
See I mean what I say and I won't stop
And the truth
every prince, you'll find a beautiful princess
I'm her knight shining armour, my Scottish Quine
Stood by me in highs and lows, when people told her
premature as Biz Markie
Can't expect you to like me more than you love rap beefin'
You respect white people more than you love black people
Shit, I let you
crime?
Well he lives by that memory and falls from his mind
And you know it's a lion's heart
That will tumble and tear apart
When he's coming down
Oh my God, Ronny
White J's, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi bitch, hi bitch
Hi bitch, hi bitch
I do not sniff it or roll it "no"
It
look back
But how can a train go in a circle
If it's missing track?
Like the Lion King
It's the circle of life
But it'll soon be a line
If we don't
forgot a Cardinal rule of the street
you do dirt, you keep your mouth shut, or feel the heat
stupid! The very next day he bought a Benz
and came back
and it hurt me
The hood owned by rich white folks, it's dirty
This black business owner told a story bout Cullen
That'll stick with me the rest of my life
Groovy.Tony
Fettuccine with these collard greens
Kennel talk, cause I collar greens
No White collar, but I'm Counting dollars
Street talk by the crack of dawn
Live from the gutter
Live from the street
'Gotta stay hungry so we never go eat
King like I'm Simba
King like a G
Keep it movin' forward
Somethin'
into the sunset
I'll never be back, don't know if I'll ever see ya
Said goodbye for now to the reaper, til we meet again
It's good beats, verses by
Lavish (Ah)
Life style
Wattayamean
Yes sir
I was with Jane and Marie
I met them right down by the beach
Told them we in love with the streets
They
rikers
All this work on me get indicted by the lifers sitting in the shit like diapers rise got street in this bitch that’s yikers diamonds hit hard no
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