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Drop It Heavy

Show & A.G.

Full Scale

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

nigga been sinning (I've been sinning)
4 by 4 my niggas popping out in all black bentleys
I could never cap damn it's like God sent me
Do the dirt, tell

Detroit, ain't no fucking freestyling, ain't no time for that
Got twenty-fours on the eighty-four Regal and I'm grinding
Detroit, know my name
In Detroit,

all that rich nigga shit but they ain't never even seen a hundred

Haha
Yeah
Nigga know what it is man
I'm with Big Homiie right now
4God, 49
V's

How to Get Your Band on Television

Chumbawamba

First 2 LP's

1991

if you say anything different. Well, that's what we've been doing to the third world for the past four hundred years. That's you and me. You

Kemba (woah)
Might fade away like Kobe (Kobe)
I'm a real two-four killer (on gang)
Six Block, we the top opp niggas (on gang)
Ask around, boy, we done

to limit me but
Thank God for Master P

I'm chosen. I told God to use me
Speak through me
Fumbling words trying to find answers
Dropped the ball a time too

(III love you Jae)
(Four3va the fuckin' GOAT, nigga
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)

I'm on the eastside with my
Main vibe and main thing
I got my blick

Thanks to God and his grace
I'm still here to try again
And I find that amazing
Cause I know if i was him
I would've been done erase me
So while I'm here,

crippled your heart out the blue
You set this all up girl for once tell the truth
Yo keep it 100 we don't speak
And girl we ain't fucked in like four weeks

the right
EVERYTHING DONE RIGHT 
NEVER LEFT ONLY RIGHT

7-4-14
You know the team
I came with the theme
What you mean
We a scheme
Real Gs done passed away
It's

trash, but her head good so I need the neck
Swear to god don’t play wit me, gotta hundred shooters they spray for me
Cross that line, ain’t no coming back,

ruce, baby two hundred proof
Enough to knock a couple motherfucking screws loose
Drinking St. Pauli Girl by the deuce deuce
Mix water and wine, call it

the pages peel back
You got a bad start i'm not the one who dealed that
But this real rap and people like you make 4 meal scraps
I know you feel that
I didn't

a zoo
Never ever live your truth if u don’t run it by you
The next day we was smoking plotting on our lives
Now and days them days was the time of our

where I stand
Sho nuff
I Got something real for yo ass in these hands
It Gods plan
I'm just playing devils advocate
Yo momma should've warned you
Not

God Greek Mutz wheres the lightning 
The Pain we felt I cast to others in one sighting 
We never lack
Never cap 
Trynna bring the better back 
Better

100Mil in my eyes
Out the Cut caught dem boys by surprise 
Now Its Up cant go down til you die
Til you Fry Den We Put em On Ice
You aint Think must be

Its ya boy Kidrod,
This one is long overdue,
Here we go.


I don’t know you but I wanna ask 100 questions
Wanna learn about you like a student learn

Chorus-

She got a nigga fucked up
The safe on full im in the V12 slowly
Picking my brain up do i got like four soul on 
Me 
Got a hundred bitches

I’m going feel like a 100 percent let’s keep it real  
No one really cares how the fuck I feel 
So I laugh it off like Key and Peele 
Short temper is my

not simple
Doing shows overseas man it opened my mind
After the show four of em told they drove 100 miles
That's kind of deep but lately king i find it

to god
They ain't working no jobs
If i drop "RAGER" the city gon MOB
Remember "Massacre", i still got the mops
Still living dead wrong, just fucking

salaries
A industry that's plagued with court dates and senseless tragedies for real
Why can't they just let us live
Four hundred years and they still won't