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serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you

to die
But you don't realize
They'll look you in your eyes
When they driving by
They want you in the sky
They don't want your lies
They tryna get high
Just

Yeah, yeah (I jumped the gun)
LE Top Shotta (YGA)
Bomb like Al-Qaeda (had to put a real shooter on this motherfucker)
Finale, finito, uh (gang,

to leave, don't call the police
Don't need all those lights here flashing on me
Swear I don't bite unless you say please
Hearing K9s nowhere to retreat

Show N Prove

Inspectah Deck

Uncontrolled Substance

1999

The power of God's in you, show 'n prove
(Yeah, this is the power)
The power of God's in you, show 'n prove
(True power, showin' and provin')

pressure, don't fold to my brother



My nigga Rambo, you know we love ya

I wish ya was around to see us rip through

The underground, Smif-N

to the jungle guns n roses
Spin it reverse it Spin it Spin it reverse it
Bro burnt it and he got that person
Put the work in now we swerve an we're serving
My Gs

the time and we been on the roads
Right from the pavements this flower had rose
Stuck to the concrete I walk by the codes

I need all of my money no settling

So know this
I don't want to go diss
A lil' cry baby bitch
But I don't give a shit
About your stupid feelings
I'll take time rhymin' this
So reverse,

looking through my lenso's
Head rose, now I'm in the water doing back strokes
I'm going off the deep end
Don't know what to believe in
I've been seeing

Float surrounded by deep thoughts
I got some females I can't drop
When the deep thoughts hit my mind
Roses fall and then birds flock
Best friend,

I wear my pride on my sleeve
I don't wear Prada on me
I always ride out
If you do right by me
I wear my pride on my sleeve
I don't wear Prada on me
I

Candles by the window pane 
Girl I beat death to the gates
I'm already at Heaven
Your body is better than 11

Stay for the night baby don't leave
Stay for

let it bang in this bitch it came with a switch
So you dont want no problems
Say that you a goon , whats a goon to a shotta
Never by myself im running

workin 10-4

(I hope they hear me)
It ain't even bout the money
Cuz I ain't ever had nothing
But they don't wanna see me win just
Simply cuz of how high

neither here nor there Pseudo Black you ready? 
We gon launch this War Cries right now, let’s get it!

(Hook)
I don’t get how they could never hear me, I’m

When I die, Abeg don't cry 
Beyond this life, we all have better life 
Cry for me when I fell to live it well 
Live it well, live it well

the rear leaning
Back on the futon
Grand Hustle we do one thing
Get money money money money money
I'm a young king
I don't talk I let my gun sing
Nigga got

were the Happy Days, these the real years.
N*ggaz is brain dead with sh*t bags & wheel chairs.
For the record, I don't give a f*ck who your team is.
cnd

out the heat
Hell nah if it's beef leave a nigga in the streets 
Rule number 4 put yo bro before yo hoe
And we livin' by that code and we die'n by that

temple
Put yo' self first
And its the simple

Gotta clear my mind
I keep my focus
Getting high
I try to laugh
Just not to
Cry
And on you niggas
Dont rely

fumble
Chance I was given make plays like I'm Pippen
Lord knows I am driven but I am not trippin'
I'm beating my demons little by little
I'm making some

asleep by now, But if
You miss that bus to dream town
Never worry another one is on it's way

I want you to think of
A tranquilizer gun being shot
At you

none of yall could fuck with me
Niggas die by the sword so i live by the gun
When its all said and done tell me are you the one
If i couldnt do it who