Lyrics:
(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk)
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack
(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk)
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack
Thus sayeth the Lord
Bring forth the curse of thy Ten Pestilences
As the firmament cracks exposing my kingdom
I hail fire to burn you all
parts of myself in yo house
This a murder scene
I can tell you can't even stand this
Feelin famished
Being high on your own supply reading ten crack
life on that, if everyone had followed God's ten commandments
The world would have worked, evil is no more
Satan has totally blinded you, so you don't
Natural born hustler gotta stay succa proof
Say they got love for you but they don't fwu
Now I'm locked in crack commandments i got ten
Ain't seen my
the ones that I need
The uncles and aunties that adopted me
They Lied to police that's rule #3
This the base line
The 10 crack commandments you can hear them
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Uno, des, quatro, cinco, seis. Siete, ocho, nueve, diez
It is ten immigrants commandments
fate, and this hell but never knowin
When, but how do I survive without sin
But thou shall not kill was my first
Then I broke off Ten Commandments, I
back child support
No bank account
Garnishment from friend of the court
A dusty ass nigga broker
Than the ten commandment
I'm so confused i can't
Love it when the plug hits me with new flavours
Shake my head like oh man
Gassed by no gang
I roll around on my own I'm my own man
They like to stunt
Instead getting killed out here a dead martyr
Bitches call me notorious like big papa
I am fuckin lost in this nonsense
When it makes no sense we got no
Can you feel that
Rushhhhhh
It's Like big money talk
Like like
Confidence when we walk
Like Like
Let me make this clear
I'm about to take you there
Can
The sorta shit
They callin raps appalling
So they brought me back
To talk to kids
Remind em of the chronic
Infamous and the notorious
The artefacts I
"Well it's the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo c'mon Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
to enlighten
And I'm just that type-a, lyrical rhyme
Sniper, never a street fighter
But down for gettin' hyper
I'm a beat junkie brother, known by the emcees
BAM BAM
Hey ( 7x)
Rustyk , Rxza tell dem , fire burn
(fire)
Hook:
Bam Bam, Bam till they fall
Rustyk and Rxza we are go
match the place up
Bam
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
comin' wit shit to _Make 'Em Say Ugh!_ like that Master P shit
I'll be hangin' wit niggas that's _Ready To Die_ like Notorious BIG shit
Don't be fuckin'
to live by the sword
You gon' die by the sword my friend
Commandments there are ten
Please abide in them
You can find'em in Exodus
Chapter Twenty twin, twin
Beef and Broc' two tones
The Maybach go vroom
I had them fiends on tilt
Yo this work can't lose
He cracked his pipe around 10
He was back by noon
K
the strategy
Rest in peace to my comrades deaths deceased (Notorious big)
Organize your streets in time yall have these devils petrified of a nigger in his right
in his stories
Young boy dig it BIG
Became notorious for it
The liquor is cold
Women are gorgeous
My dreams were enormous
Now my goods are imported
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