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Box em out like at free throws
I see you eyeing the crew
Tricks are for rabbits don't goose
switch up the standards it's cool
I'm tryna' get back
a name
He did things like kill people and stole Kane
The hood got three lanes, Life, Death, or entertain
Now sellin's the life. In that box is
was explodin'
But these are The Breaks from
The king Kurtis Blow
And giving us The Message
Is Grandmaster Flash, the Fearless Four
But still they said
and Eazy handed me Game
The smoothness and steezy came from Big Daddy Kane
And any time I’d feel stuck and getting blind with aggression
I’d be reminded by
the law
But no more for sure, lookin at a L.A. gun war
Even in Brooklyn, lives are bein tooken
The Bronx is dyin while the box is steady cookin
Game is back
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Public Enemy and N.W.A is on my boom box, had to say
Today was a good day, had the hood buzzin'
Ice Cube my
a heavy metal riff
And bitch that's the thing
I can do what I want
So don't you group me with punks
That's only rapping fast to rhyme words
I won't be
and Eazy handed me Game
The smoothness and steezy came from Big Daddy Kane
And any time I’d feel stuck and getting blind with aggression
I’d be reminded by
up with red
Got a box for opposition, go and take yo ass to bed
Why box? When I can fill a nigga up with metal lead
Oxycodone and carfentanil in her
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
Where the A train? where the C train?
Where the few people that still think that I'm sane?
I live in a society but nigga I ain't Kane
I see them niggas
Blood runnin' hot, night chills (there's power in we)
So long and lost, are you missin' me? (You gettin' money or lookin' for me huh? Huh?)
Is it too
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
close,
Them man are Rasputin,
Not friend, they’re all foes,
Oh,
Paranoid mind,
Got me going psycho,
They can’t chat to me,
I really was broke,
3 months,
to the shredded foreskin
Red is torn and they're only bein' fed a portion
Bed sores in sore shins
Pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' metal
a subject
In the beginner's mind there are many possibilities
In the expert's mind there are few
So by approaching a subject the way a beginner or a child
to the west by Canal, see how we confused ourselves
It’s no gold it’s ferrous metal, if you feel so get that wealth
Basically I don’t see no difference, branded
What ho sed de ting!
I'm back, nyaaah! You thought you got away with it, didn't you? But you didn't. No, not on your fourth little
box set of Run
They tried to lock me in box, I try to keep it holy
I’m overcoming by the blood and my testimony
I know this is what we do, gotta keep it rolling
Slained by the hands of the blacks
[ Big Daddy Kane ]
Ooh, the topic of brothers gettin scared
But who can relate it, debate it, eliminate it or escape
to 60, knocking my nigga Sigel
Hip hop fanatic, your shit pathetic
I'm De La, I'm Kane, I'm Ultramagnetic
Old school and new school, all of y'all can
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking,
but bitch you ain't no. I've been poppin'
breezy
Then get her box ate get my bread cheesy
I walk by faith, walk by faith
Not by sight, not by sight
Block what's wrong, block what's wrong
Do what's
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