Lyrics:
this loving, then give it to your guy love
In my world you are my...again...jah... again...
[Ter 1:]
In my world you are my perfect lady!
Love all I
crack, crack
If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat
'Cause this, some the cemetery's, the reality
Where the tough guys get buried in
The Armor
Hey Mr Bronze
Perfect to the bone
Don't you know that your misfortunes
Are self-made on your own
And if anyone's to blame
You'll find him in
perfect but if I go broke I'm selling crack
Selling crack, aye
Shoot you in your back
If I go broke im selling crack yeah yeah yeah
You scared to tell her
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
nye ne nàtso ne na follow
Tso na follow
Brother all in
No be shallow
Va mi dzra do
I won't stop and I won't crack
I've been top and I've been down
Nye
should I mention that I'm literally on a plane by the engine
Got a lotta things
That I really wanna mention
So I put 'em out in the raps
That I'm sending
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
broke cats
You know the queen like to be where the money at
I'm the mother, y'all like adopted in this
Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
When will
for yo kids dawg
(For yo kids)
See my loyalty is bound by a blood pact (Down pact)
Reason I ain't dip when this shit cracks (Never crack)
Reason I ain't
don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
a favor yo
Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage
To just move back a little cuz it's about to get real rowdy
in the front yo, they comin yo
I
Lord have mercy Jesus Christ
Waiting for an answer
Maybe the Lord will forgive me of my sins
I ain't perfect by any means
I try to stay balanced but
cut
To then nigga skirt-skirt
You notice I juss do some dirt
I puttin' in work
I hit them were it hurt
Crack yo spine time
Instead of hittin' 'em
so hardto say goodbye
Nigga get in my way you gon’ die
Heard my name, now you think you know me
Nigga we responsible for yo’ dead homies
It's so hardto
made em, Nikki paid him
I was shook
I tell an emcee in a eye blink
That you wack as crack
Cee-know got my back
And we both can laugh
And for example, we
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
kids, fed drugs by the doses
Follow me like Moses
Gold-ish brown like toast is
Stick to me like post-its, Rub it in like lotion
Motion of the ocean
kicks the mad shit, I come to show the flow
You're fuckin with a pro but yo I guess by now ya know, so
Chorus
Well now I got you niggas stumblin, I see
institution
Finnin for the crack distribution
Take a hit knock it out the park
Show you in the dark
I'm yo super hero
I'm yo new Smallville Clark
Hunger
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