Lyrics:
the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker
mostly white
Ain't it?
They want to see you jiggaboo with your
face painted
Be brought home by one of their daughters and their fathers
fainted
They
I dream I'm alone with you
It's magic
You wanted to leave me there, afraid of a love affair
But I think you know
That I can't let go
If you
since I lived like an orphan powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father
But if you were to say to them, You shall indeed be raised up after death, those who disbelieve would be sure to say, This is nothing but obvious magic
my brothers
I can go farther if I'm guided by the mother
Whatever level rappers on, KRS is on another
This that raw Emceein' you don't want none
floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
I dream I'm alone with you
It's magic
You wanted to leave me there, afraid of a love affair
But I think you know
That I can't let go
If you
Money tall like magic call it blaine uh
She got matching color on her pants uh
Diamonds blinging when i do my dance uh
Diamonds blinging when i do my
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
'neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman Porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes
And the sons of Pullman Porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin'
And the sons of Pullman Porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin'
of magic and saver of souls
Planting the greed of their devious moles
And the spell of silver and sword takes me home
Father told me: don't believe in
home
Oh my father's son
New reborn as the chosen one
Now he kneels at your feet
Oh, I pledge my life
All I am to be by your side
Come and take me
cry to the swine
When your life's on the line
Some say I'm not right in my mind
But I live by the street code
Something like Tyson in his prime
But I
turn up in a notch one time
They say I be the best like God's time
And this beat by Fresh is too tight oo
And don't forget that I'm too fresh to fight oo
a step
Watch niggas panic
Steal all my flows and hooks yea I love it
Fake ID niggas look like Mc lovin
These hollow tips mean ya lungs can get punctured
Up
Times passing
At the speed of light, by the eye
Like a g with a j, must be high
Must be right what I'm doing
I oblige, come to find
What I'm
May be the day when Weird Mc go wear gown
File gbenu soun
If you wan beef nigga nigga gbenu soun
Awon olofo won fe mi ninu casket
Oro yin da bi were
And I don’t roll with none this, no
This black girl magic is
Truly some exclusive shit
And if a nigga playin’ he gotta bounce
I‘m cold with it
Cuz time‘s
'neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
And mothers with their babes
And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steam.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin'
A different caliber of MC
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel guilty
Of first degree sound boy murder
Unlike anything out of l.a.
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