Lyrics:
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
the South get a pass in every section
And walk the projects with no protection
Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed
Considered to be a savior and not
to rock shoes by Prada
Fuck Gucci shoes Timbs mo' hotter (hah)
We still grip arms Brook Norm down shit
The street don't want that watered down shit
I'll murder that kid
You got jokes but ain't nobody over here laughin
All you get is standin ovation with mack 10's
45ths and more shit we applaud it
[Chorus: x2]
They call me Flavor, Flavoristic majestic Flavor
Don't you know that I'm the Flavor that you gave-ah
I'm in the life that you live when you
there wit the casket
(you know!) you was at the wrong place at the right time then you got blasted
(you hoe!) hunta killa in black mack-10 in the trunk
the dollars, but this ain't OnlyFans
I can just picture the day that I crashed Impala and pulled up in the Benz
Outcome of me coming in is the income by the tens
Smackin' it pushin' it in my ear-fuck!
Lord oh please what's happening to me?
It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, fucking up
he's the best to consol ya
And that's the realest thing mack 10 eva told ya
It have anything to do with no...... Grippin
Them dude lost their lives
me bite them wit' the bulldog made by design
Niggas gon' give me mines
And get in line for the torture
I swear, run any closer to air
My
the eight black smoker gert neck choker
Mack by the crotch make police watch me like Oprah
Here we come flee three guns on the run
Brothers best to make
you knowhatI'msayin? You know why?
[Riley] Why Kane?
[Kane] Cause I get the job done
Chorus: repeat 2X
"I work" (3X) "I work.. baby!"
Brother, brother.. help each other * repeat 2X *
[Little Daddy Shane]
I'm not Don Pardo, or Guy Lombardo
I Love Lucy, but I'm not Ricky Ricardo
I'm just
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
a speaker
Cah the reefas way too loud
He's got them paccs, fifa Steady
Hittin shots, Mason Mount x2
ChoChocolate one, badina
Ion even try Cah I'm
on the statement
Ten toes down with my feet on the pavement
We started from the bottom so yeah, we had to make it
Nobody gave us nothing so yeah, we had to take it
So So Def
[Chorus]
For me to flip my dough, ice out the dashboard
All you Range Roves, it's nothing
So put jams in the tens and pent
Leave
had to let go, you playin for life
The Manifesto, here comes the beat because I said so keep pushin
I got the cushion for the seat of your soul
Back in
catch me droppin' dimes
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine
(Chorus) x2
All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my
A n--a[Believe Dat]
And Lose Me In The System
But Like C-Murder And Mack
I Refuse To Be A Victim n--a
Chorus:
Devils Get Up Off Me[x8]
courtesy
nigga. Yeah Yeah
Hook:
Wah we tell dem? Broke Dem 1 by 1 , galang bwoy, broke dem 2 by 2, galang bwoy, broke dem 3 by 3, galang bwoy, broke dem 4 by 4,
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
with me
Found out some niggas fucked your wife and we put them bitches to sleep
Ain't going to say your government, I'ma call him by Ricky G
Now Ricky
woman)
Leave the Girl alone, leave alone!!!
(reporter)
There's a battle ragin' fueled by desperation, hatred and fear
(expert)
Now the principal language
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