Lyrics:
legionaires, their armour gleaming like gold in the sun... but it
would still yield to our swords and spears, no matter how it sparkled.
The Roman scoundrel,
huh, no question, huh
I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue --> Method Man
[Road Dawgs]
State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us
That money stack tall but only partially my focus
So compassionate, struggle hard for me to cope with
Do a lot for others, not for credit
U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay
inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't
inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't
no business there
See there's a difference here
You hustlin' so you can be seen
Nigga I'm grindin' so I can disappear"
I don't do it like other
still talking that shit is absurd
My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't
Don't trip son manifest a movement
Start with the haters then I move to the foolish
Stupid bringing down others you a loser
Simplistic mind and no I don't
town
Hopefully by the time you hear this
Me and your mother will have come around
Instead of always cutting each other down
God willing, I got
after me!
As it be, hell hath no fury like a black man scorned
Nigga blak iz blak, you've officially been warned
Nigga you've officially been warned
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin' hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dogs ain't have
still remain on the pavements
Spear razor sharp, another adolescent shot
Corrupted cops, yo this shit gotta stop
Word up man, shit gotta stop man
(
blood stains still remain on the pavements
Spear razor sharp, another adolescent shot
Corrupted cops, yo this shit gotta stop
Word up man, shit gotta
wore a certain gang color
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I
suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254
Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten
on bitches
Niggaz try to fuck around, we put 'em in stiches (Bitch)
Don't get better than this, I got no wet, no Kris
[Cam'Ron]
When I'm in a whip, man
Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no Spears like Brittney
Like the coke want Whitney, you still wanna get me
But no, you ain't made for this
I put my
I was told to get it out the bag
By any means
To me no matter what I can do anything
I just gotta new bad bitch
Badder than Billie Jean
No this not
clutching the spearhaft
No longer hath dread of What other men can
The hunt selects the warrior
Distinguished by spearshaft is
Weakling from Viking, and boy
in looking like this
Has this man been abused
And the bailiff says, well, no
Ever since the Trump administration
We don't have any human rights rules
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