Lyrics:
folks is give and take
And I done took so much, now gimme my glory
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma
get eaten by the damn mirage
I'm a hunter
Well, hold up baby, what's goin' on?
Tell the truth, I wanna know
What you're doin' when you go
been an option
If you ain't got no haters then you not popping
I be beating up beats like Bernard Hopkins
I don't slow dance I don't hold hands
You got
permanently scarred
But I don't care
I'ma punch in harder than Hopkins Bernard
If you wanna go, let a brother know
Flow so cold, it's made of snow
Flakes
Austin
Watch em do the Stroll
Don't forget Beaumont
And the Cotton-Eyed Joe
Brownsville is the home
Of the Fan-dan-go
Mighty or small
We're gonna have
You know what I'm sayin?
So what's the magic word?
Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse,
the bomb" I have to go
Break this nig' for anytime or any day, as many rhymes are played
Erase, forgive me not 'cause shit I'm hot, if I can get then you
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
Chop 'em, put 'em in a box, what's poppin'?
You won't pop, you can't box
I'm Mayweather tryna box, but Hopkins
You one-legged when you shot, you
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
for one noisy fool
Red Lightnin' let's go outside I challenge you to a duel
Shots will ring out when the bell strikes dawn
A crowd has assembled waiting
have no class like snow days
Good God, let me bring it back
To hip-hops first renaissance
‘96 Kool-Aid and Sega Genesis
"Hey yo, hey yo, how you keep it
he goes by the name of King Chip
Either Hopkins or Burke Lakefront
When I touch down we gon' blaze up
We gon' sleep late when we wake up
We gon' crash
of house, let's play a game of it
Are you wit' it? Hide and go get it, I bet you'll love it, baby
I'll play the daddy and you can play the mama
So we can
.454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it
Niggas they talkin' on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, niggas know
don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still wasted
Like paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm
Gates
Derek Chauvin
People that drive slow in the fast lane
This list could go on forever so lets end it by simply saying
Literally everyone
Even you
Yes
my name like Rakim
Islamic Doctrine
Brethren of John Hopkins
Run with goons from mostly summer and Tompkins
Best jump off
Before you get dust off
said just let him go
If he ain't running wild he won't be mine
But at night when the wind howls cross eastern hills of Tennessee
And when the lightnin
and his gun
I must go down to Wexford town
Where the lightnin cracks the air
And the people sing of freedom
They've banished all despair
The coward dies
failures way better than I ever handled success
And I let you boys be the loudest, holdin' my 44
From '94, on my retro kick before I let you let go clips
wheel
Just be sure what you want to steal
Some people do it by the book
But I prefer to go by feel
Tell me
I wanted to get out of here
But every
Systems check
Five
You ready?
Four
Haha
Three
It's time I leave it all behind
Two
One
And we have lift off
It's time for me to BLAST OFF
I've been
here I fuckin’ go
When I get to fuckin’ slicin’ with my deadly ass pen with lethal lyrical writin’
I frighten MCs because I’m bringin’ that mothafuckin’
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