Lyrics:
a remix
Kicking flavor in ya ear its the 36 Oooo
Called up the crew cause the beat was bumping
And they rolled up like i had beef or something
Rondell is
Zoning in this wrinkle in time
Just zoning in this wrinkle in time
Suddenly I had the urge to purge the mental
A smooth instrumental blessed my
gang initiation; my peers impatient
Gang banged them streets heavy; they finally out; young years wasted
Government robs; two decades on a job is
It's Flexon From Heaven
RX, Yeah
(It's Flexon From Heaven)
When you tell me "I love you"
Girl it splits me in two, Cause I know it's not true
And I
The Titanic set sail on April 10, 1912, with 2,223 passengers and crew on board. The ship's captain, Edward Smith, was a highly experienced mariner who had been
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
SFX: Shaolin Kung Fu Fighting
#INSTRUMENTAL
Let's go!!
Oh Mr. Jew
I'd like to introduce you
This is Mr. Lin
Famous for his ball shark technique
Oh
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s what we do
Trademark The Block that’s my crew
I do not know about you
You wanna see what we bout
I. The Crimson Sunrise
(Instrumental)
II. Innocence
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
Watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might
out
Do they hit me up 'cuz they love me or for the clout
Guess I'll never know, I can drown or live in a drought
Out out out
Guess this is a different
board back to the booth
And it's back to the fuck boy back to the truth
Well it's back to Soul 2 Soul but I'm losing all control
Way she throw at ass back
Longevity nigga
Don't Ask, You're Not Ready 2
Yeah
Aha
Yeah
Niggas telling shark tales like fish in the sea
Imagine if I got high from ecstasy
Who
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
slang I use
breakin' down mics
and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic
got big plans baby on another level
Lately i've been having conversations with the devil
Stressing in my mind rapping on a instrumental
I be making
If I got one life to live, then I rob cats for the other eight
And count it down, 1-2-3-4-5, The illest underground hip-hop, we bring it to you live
They say I'm lonely…
Nah I call it solitude
Now I'm right here without a crew
And I'm still making solid moves
Most can't separate the two
They say
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