Lyrics:
Alcatraz
Don’t bother with the god mc
Godfather, build big dro like Rasta
Ya bumbaclot
You got chickens we raid ya spot
Kick in your door waving’ the 4 4
the billion rocks
Ker plotsch
Shore
shoe
god
brash
The headland looks like
a longnosed Collie sleeping
with his light on his
nose, as the ocean,
obeying
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
you rock will
Not make the swelling go down
Try settlin' down, we strapped
Mad chrome to grip
Last cat that had a bone to
Pick is a skeleton now
This
respected
They told us, if we make a sale, we would run a check in
Threw a rock out in that field, he got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all niggas
could rock 'til a hundred and one years old
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it out,
could rock 'til a hundred and one years old
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it out,
Oh, Boricua
Oh, Boricua
Oh
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, Boricua
Boricuas in the house
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
him on the streets
It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat
And got us niggas from the hood, hangin' off his teeth
We slangin' to eat
what I mean, like this y'all)
P.R., take them to the bridge, uhh!
[Chorus: Pete Rock]
Float on this magnificient track wise intelligent
All-star
is doin' numbas'
the oldest to the youngest
I don't mind servin' yall
just dont say you got it from us
Get a project bitch
Then run her house hot
Make
a spark
We went dancing
Rock'n'Roll and we could never stop
cnd for my birthday surprise
You learned some Salsa from the top
Gave me a photograph of you
wheels here
You trying to cut our lights out like we don't live here
Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us
When we get them hammers, go on call
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper
We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint
ambulance out
Ya whole team'll get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave
and roll Christmas
Just like we used to know
Yeah, a rock and roll Christmas
And I'll meet you by the mistletoe
We'll rock around the tree
Go Santa, go,
wanna sing a little rebel-rouser song
I might wanna sing a little Kid Rock's goin on
If they don't like Hank Williams
If they don't like Cousin Kracker
If
thing is whack
You don't know? So what, are you under a rock?
So I rock, shut the whole damn block
No bird, no train, no dance soul plane
This is
of Anarchy
With a bunch of other kids looking for more fun and shenanigans
We all have been abandoned, I don't need your damn companionship
Man handling
the cops"
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
We love and miss you Mac
For those of y'all who don't know man
Mac is
Saw em drop it like it
Was way too hot and too fast
For hip hop doo wop rock or bop
Ain't here to hurt you
Don't hang in them circles
Government
You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say
'Cause we gon' rock this whole place anyway
Look up and see that motherfucking writing
You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say
'Cause we gon' rock this whole place anyway
Look up and see that motherfucking writing
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