Lyrics:
Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul
Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold
Who got caught 'pon the block for gold,
replace my momma
I'm sorry for the hip-hop beefs, we sorry for the drama
But you gotta understand us rappers ain't never had nothing
And one's loss is
about that, Hammer?
I'm gon' turn this mutha out.
Hammer, he is...
Strong like a lion, no denyin'
I'm in effect and you suckas are tryin'
To get with
Shit get hot when the 9 leave the hip I be flippin' that gas, but this some exotic
Can't ball with the gang, no bread in your pockets And I stay with
Stsay out the mix, just stackin' and shit
These niggas they broke and wan' get problematic
Too many hoes, but I'm tired of options
Darkskin bitch, look
Please, get out of my face I spits mase
Where hip hop is comin' to rush your whole place
Face, the lyrics that shut your whole case
First out of the box
(N8 the GR8)
California Capital mix
The Adolf Wilson House and tricks
You want to close shop on Hip-Hop
With some bullshit politics (follow me
And doowutchyalike.
Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip-hop fans,
And since we're not your average everyday rap band,
Yo, Pianoman, playhowyalike
Just act a fool,
Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip-hop fans,
And since we're not your average everyday rap band,
Yo, Pianoman, playhowyalike
{piano solo}
Just act a fool,
know this
Ain’t no end goal
Gotta love the love but tryna get it 10 fold
This lyrical creativity leaves
‘em all staring i’m an artist, an activist
Call
and people asking 'Where You At?'
Not the club; I stay in the get right!
Hotlanta home of the booties and the really tight skirts
Where if somebody moves then
at a bad time
But this is perfect timing
I done been through some shit
But I think you're the one I confide in
I'm deep in your hips
Fuck pullin' out strong
keep it stable
Crack your back bone, harder than grimstone
Doin' your justice overseein' like a chaperon
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up
in beef when I could start a friendship
Am I savage dawg, homie you better not question
R.I.P to Hip Hop Legends will there be resurrection?
Put me
wake up at 6 and clean up our mess
There were much more than the last ones
Let's get this started with our new cleanup
Mr. Boom Boom Box comes by
And we
Y'all know y'all ready for this
Get it up in the club- just bump in the whip
(In The Club)
See ya later for the haters- and the gators are tip
All my
there barely
Scared to get out the car
While I keep it real like Buckwild and Star baby pah
Def Squad be the best by far
I rock New York then Motown like
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
to the core, D.J. turn it up
You gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
Fitted low, feeling fresh, shirt pressed, Nike's? Check
Spend a couple dubs in the club
ashes to ashes
and dust to dust, if you fuck with us
It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us
Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked
of Del
Talented, creating lyrical Gallaghers
Highest caliber, hip hop puritan
Throw my voice like Surrican, or ventriloquists
Until it sit in your
Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her name was kim
She said let's
know you not 'bout to Showout
Cause I'll get my Hitman to Holla at you
(And I'll knock him the fuck out)
(I'll knock him the fuck out)
You know what's up
windpipe
You faggots get hype
Converter shit
I'm crashing you niggas
You gone get murdered quick
Hip hop you best desert it quick
Your homo lines
Ain't even
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