Lyrics:
look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
Things ain't always what they seem
Or cracked up
crew
Game tied? I shoot the 2 or alley-oop
You not me, and I'm not you
Try to step to me, guaranteed you gon lose
We could knuckle up, or go crew for
bloody meat
Boy done fuckin' with me, real man, and I done told him
So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll him
Load up the Uzis, turn
of a day
Cuz ain't nobody getting away
Lay yo ass down or get slayed
Why you wanna step to I? Battle me why try
P.R.O.P.H.E.T most definitely
The nigga you
bac.
My God got the wheel you cannot handle that.
Hey!!
It's a go, it's a go!
My God opened up da do' hit yo feet to da flo!
It's a go, step bac.
My God
that the game treat that ass a little kinda
Every step tango'd, your beat don't concern me
I'm eatin' mangoes in Trinadad wit attorneys
My crews slang
the T the A the L
Can you hear the bells? Digital digital
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, buh-Bobby, buh-Bobby
[RZA]
Yo fucking up the microphone be my hobby
All you crab
helped me plan some attacks
There's a right price for the plan, that's just the price of the plan, ima good game plan
Gotta do right by the man, my skin
like a quake and funks
Get devoured I choose to abuse, misuse and confuse
Competitors who think they're makin up all the rules, fools
In the game lame
You bound to feel it good
We still hood, even though we came up
Changed the whole game up
No matter how much they angry steady saying we ainâ¬"t
moving digital
Aiming for the top and won't need a miracle
Yeah physical
Jheez critical
Step up in the place can't say I'm ridicule
Mind of a criminal
Yeah
King Mafia
We start from the bottom
But bitch we is striving
No need to step back
There’s No need to be trying
We up with the fam
No we ain’t
If you knew what this game will do to you
Look at bullshit that I've been through
This the drive through and shit on you
Don't get it fucked up
Californ
IA
818 stand up
Oblivious to nonsense
Aye
Yo
Ok I'm back now
I was just up in the background
Carrying some artillery
For niggas who act loud
I do my dirt all by my lonely
You know I keep it on me
Now you know I keep it on me
Pull up and you and yo homie
Hit you with that macaroni
I do my
leggo hafa mi shirt
Nuff time dem try evil a fly by Goat mouth poison tongue yo cant hold mi down
A nuff ghetto youth de go rise outa the slum
Inna
mean when you lost in yo greed
I'm motivated by the green that's all around me
Bushes and trees Mary Jane seeds
I learned the game day by day it was
Fuck yo bullshit
I ain't got time for it, and yo nonsense
Better keep pushing forward, don't get it bent
Cuz you'll get fucked up with the quickness
with all of you
Yeah, yeah homie you say she's your girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm gonna be like, "cousin"
Believe me man, this is how them
holdin' rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension (uh-huh)
Your little ass should be somewhere cryin' on detention
Watch
holdin' rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension (uh-huh)
Your little ass should be somewhere cryin' on detention
Watch
now
Peter piper pipe down
I'm on a different game wow
Caught by surprise
Yeah this sun struck my iris
Dressed for the ice
Bet you're guessing that I'm
fly
by the b-boy Lazarus who just won't die
Yo, me and Kamal and Leanord Hubbard, ?uestlove and Malik
We go back to dollar hoagies and Tahitian
Aye yo kill em with the Ravenous
No more lies and games, We keeping steady aim
Got pornographic bang, Aye yo kill em with the Ravenous
Remember me?!
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