Lyrics:
Wings made of wax, you gon' fall off, they come up
Now, now, let's go
'Bout time they gon' put me in the spotlight
Rappers doin' all that talkin',
to do today, let's go make some moves
There's no time to debate, only play the rules
Throw my baby on the water aye, you know how to do it
So you tell me
I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beat
Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the street
Shit, ball fights would go on in the park
hollow
I cave yo whole fuckin' chest in
My nigga young Lay
Hold it down
It's goin' down
Like Holyfield and Tyson
This is for them bitc ass hatas
I'm
Oh, oh, oh (ayy, yo, Nashi, you go crazy)
Lord knows I want that Audemar, but I ain't rich yet
Truth be told, I hit your ho, won't get your bitch
think they need some prozac
We the hottest thing in the marker and you no dat
If yo bitch chosed up and she don't want to go back
We stackin' big faces
[Verse 1]
Yeah... KRS-One bout to wreck the joint
I was seen openin up at the edge of Detroit
Where the cops go beyond the laws
Where enemies work
stic.man - mo'fuckin star spangled banner shit
m1 - yeah, I can't even- yo, fuck that, i'm not fuckin with this shit
i'm not fuckin with none of these
Then Screw wrote his number down and said hit him next week
Get your list together, and pick all your beats
Well time went by and my best friend died
calls me "Fat-boy" says I'm "loco"
And she doesn't understand when I gotta go
Hope she doesn't think I don't want to be wit her
Hope she knows that it
that I got, yo
Is shit I worked hard for
Life in the metro's so cold
Repeat 1
[gangsta boo]
I'm on some other type shit
I'm on some crazy ass shit
I'm
wetting me
We can go steal-to-steal grill-to-grill record deal to record deal the hill
to hill
Back at you felling no pain
And by no other name
Cause I am
uh, yo (AC, the motherfuckin' diva)
Yo
New gun come with a drum, but no beam (brra)
I get in the booth, no turkey, I go ham (come on)
Shoutout
how things go
His friends knew him by the name of Bingo
As he turned up the volume on the hot new single
(Turn it up son!)
From Looptroop his
(Let's go)
We got that digital love
Everybody getting drunk, when we step in the club
Got the guys moving, ladies showing us love
Yeah, we
And in my bank account I got a cool mill
I'm bout to hit yo momma nigga startin 2 hit yo daughter nigga
Taught 2 be a soliider nigga head above the water
[Intro]
[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's good
[Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog?
[Akir:] Before we get
the percussion
Blast you fast there go production
Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona,
featuring Havoc
(hit em off)
Chorus [La the Darkman]
We deal wit lucci knowledge bitches that go to college
Niggas
Grab ya by your neck and make you ooh yeah
If you want me, baby, I'ma be right there
Let me push it deep while me a hold your hand
Just don't tell
(Fanatix) let me just talk, huh
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Stones in my timepiece, please don't watch face
This room got elephants in
You gonna dissect man (roll this shit)
Oh oh oh for the homies, who that?
Yeah, it's Kurupt fool
Live, Dogg Pound
And let all y'all know (know know),
I'm lettin my people know
Hold your ground firm through the setup don't let go
It's a set up, a trap
That's why we act the way we act
They see us
was all good, so I guess I see you around 8
Grab my strap then I'm out the door
But before I go, silkk sideways to the store
Walked in the store
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