Lyrics:
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His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
thoughts, producing the songs
My music is truth and you brutally shocked
I'm shooting my shot, I'm Biggie, I'm Shady, I'm new school 'Pac
Go ahead
Houston, and of course Will Smith
Can't forget about Madonna or New Kids on the Block
And we all know the 90's supplied us the best rock!
Give me some
down
Music blarin' 'til we're hard of hearing's how we go around
The morning view is beautiful like album cover Incubus
The dew on all the leaves will
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
type
The little kid I once was, he never climbed
When the pacifist wanna kill and the innocent convicted
New wave, the better man I became is
I started
a kid my father used to tell me that
If I ever did music to not talk about death
Because all artist that would talk about death would either die young
can't stand behind the music
Rewind
When I was a little younger
Lookin' for a label and a little clean danger
LA had a taste for a (New adventure)
'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
the ceiling
(I never knew I'd)
I don't do Black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
the seven
No thought about a heaven
This was going to shift my life into a new direction
Walked into a room of kids who ain't care about their life
Had
g-g-gone
I don't care
(New York, stand up)
Yeah, I'm on the block, man, chillin'
I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just chillin'
Underground love my spot,
like a Loch Ness (yeah)
My niggas on the block with no options (no)
They smokin' niggas like Hot Grabba (Grabba, Grabba)
I bought a new stick (bitch),
broken
I ain't't jokin, girl, I'm still in love
The kid is wildin', we thought he would get it down by the third album
But this nigga is still in love
grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no
New foreign bitch
Get up out my way I'm the new kid on the block
I been doing this for a min way before y'all saw me hot
Got y'all Feining for my
(Freaky TAH) hey yo cut the music down
Yo half the world thought the album failed in this 94 and its on
I'm smoking weed in 96' with my peeps
Jetting
powder head
(Freaky TAH) hey yo cut the music down
Yo half the world thought the album failed in this 94 and its on..
I'm smoking weed in 96' with my
a crayon contest with retarted kids and picked the wackest album cover
Picked the wrong emcee to diss subliminally, every line dissected
Yeah, I diss you
the screens go dark
See this music is a business, I'm the rapper, I'm a product
Put me on a pedestal, sponsored by Dolce and Gabbana
Or Gucci, this music game
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
life, and I'm not gonna waste it
I gave away all my love in a bracelet
Fly elan I embraced it
All the kids in the party wanna copy paste it
Fly elan fly
what time it is
To all my real New Yorkers
Please, stand up
That's right
Augh
Yeah, Look
It's that New York City, time to get gritty
Bang Bang, a kid got
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