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and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens n****z
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, 'cause we got
rising prices in store
Zuma is just a kite that's flown
I mean what's next? Hashtag the sky must fall?
There's enough resources to supply the poor
But we
corrupt
On the top floor, there is a little movie scene
I could already tell, that it was a huge beam
People chilling, slowly drinking on some wine,Yeah
get bust by an '86 new jack
Stay in your spot before you get rocked
I'm not goin for it, so rappers just stop
Please heed my message, this is your
get bust by an '86 new jack
Stay in your spot before you get rocked
I'm not goin for it, so rappers just stop
Please heed my message, this is your
Blinkers open but the mind asleep
Some of us became the sheep
Hey man
Have you seen conformity experiment?
Stanford? Milgram? Bobo doll?
Oh, you're
By the jaws of death, you little coward
Scared to step in this arena
Where the grass is greener, you're looking meaner and meaner
But your look
heads with us, as there's more to gain
And with, war is pain, so we roll the dice
It's all for the love, but some pay the ultimate price (check it out
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season of catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how this
upon a time not long ago
There was some kids from Mass that just wanted to flow
We would break dance, DJ and MC
Now I'm showin' my age, we started
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got
Productions get
The party cranking
DJ KRS now, with the Shabba Ranking
Taking titles, breaking idols
The lyrics I chat in your
Head are like vitals, so eat it
don't want to
I'm still alone, the fuck do I do?
By choice, just not mine
Still dying, but I'm fine
Still trying, full throttle
Ayrton Senna, every bottle
the time and
How I need to hurry cause its bout to be live man
A parties jumping off Dj?s bringin beats
My boys bringing his girl, the one he met last week
retreated to a two-party system
The demon talks to birds gettin' lifted
Get by on the shit that we try
Got a lil frantic in the way that we lie
Your broken
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season of catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how this
less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gangway
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll
again ready to get ill
The beat's not fake, the rhyme's hardcore
My name is M.C. Shan and I'm down by law
There's been this rumor going around
About
I'd like to thank you all for joining me on Drive Rhymes
It's been one hell of a ride
But the party keeps going, you know it don't stop
Let's get it
the road, heaters explode
We bump for the love, we live by the gun
We die, don’t cry, it’s just a party for one
Send me off like a warrior
Remember my clashes
hard.
If there ain't a elevator in this its a no go.
Coldest thing droppin is these bitches wanna snowblow.
And they just gimme head while the haters
Brooklyn trains painted with graffiti juice
Got fiends on the block laid out by rock
Then Coogi wearing foos rob and mugging for shoes
DJ's everywhere
played All Night Long
Brothers that front with blunts passin round the ?
Crew mode in effect, party can't go wrong
This is strictly for my peeps that's
feel me
This is a movie nigga
I hope you filming
I hope you got a trigger
I came to kill, I came to build
This is my life pops, chill
I got this by
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