Lyrics:
I Hear You Jhood
12 pulled up on me with the doors cracked
Shit
I got out that jam I was on the pack
Newport box in the alley that bitch full
silk to sew
We grow and take you back to like afros
And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system
Its all day, all play got verbs and such
And cuts
zone is for loading and unloading only.
If you gotta load or unload, go to the white zone...
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was
Time Jam Session
I promise I won't talk a lot, I promise
Aight, I'm lying
Would you believe the boy if he told you his flow the coldest?
Colder than
the back and I bet
You neva seen a nigga with tha pound like this
I ride by the club and evry body get loose
The hoes get to tootin, all the niggas get
got they attention real niggas
Don't switch nah we stick to the code
Them niggas you with is they real legit but you stuck in the jam
So they switching
silk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow trial
Be downtown swinging, m.o.p. style
Next
to the block with a pan
Rockets a pop if you playin'
Socker Boppem like I'm back in the day
And it stay with the Aye...
But the "A" only come with the "K" with
Still cuttin' it live, uh
I been 88 bars so far, I brought stamina raw
I jam miraculous like cats way out in Fatima saw
I'm down by law so keep
call Ron and Watts on my phone
Tell em slow it down, so the ladies can get they grind on
Yellow red or brown tone, call me when your guy's gone
If you
hundred years of bitterness.
A commemoration for the thirty-eight,
for the Santee Nation.
Scarlet beneath blue.Tears came falling.Thirty-eight eagles
badly
Glock 21 if you think you a savage
It came with a switch it was made for the static
Sold so many grams think I need me a Grammy
Ain’t worried
on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' light blue Pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
PC Speaker:
My flows hit you at straight eighty eight,
Miles Per hour that's enough to generate,
One point twenty one jiggawatts son,
And I'm
to New York City
[Cam'Ron]
Yo, theres a war going on outside no man is safe from(word)
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight
I'm showing 'em, knowing if it's a drag
That you hit it from the back and stroke
Left to the right keep it right on time
One time, two time
To when my daddy had the sky-blue Caddy with the 8 track
Bumpin the O'Jays, the Dells and the Bar-Kays
The Body Rock, block party jam in the park days
Uh uh uh
Uh there the five
Uh there the five
Uh there the fiiiive...
Four five party uuh four five party
You hear me?
Out the gate six-eight
stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
that
Let's do it
[verse 1:]
You want me to jam I'm finna enta
Brain waves came from insane days
Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got
brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th St,
The fore bitten fruit
Always Has a bitter flavor
I turned my back on you
And it worked in my favor
If the scotch is your god
Then the taste is your
from the oven with it, came from the dirt
I emerged from it all without a stain on my shirt
You can blame my old earth, for the shit she instilled in
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