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cool
Being in a cell, you ain't alive
Niggas quick to show out over cheese
Love to help the devil do a deed
So I rather bust off them keys?
Yeah, nigga,
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
gon' say that lil nigga got it
He always got a Glock tucked in his boxers
Hangin' out the window, that nigga wylin'
Glock big and black like Ben Wallace
NY 5-0 might shoot black head
Nigga sorry I sold space suit to crack head
DTs operate mechanically, po-po in slow-mo
Black kids locked away, add
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
if I'm blunted
Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it
When the MCs came to live out the name and t-to perform
Some had to snort cocaine
find me
Shoot a nigga in da back of da I wit da 9E
Niggas can't define me, I trigga from da mouth you
Black belt ninja shit, I'm flippin' off yo house
my black tee
Look like Kyrie
Putting work
Know how this worth
Don't waste no time live the life, boy
In the night we outside we don't fear nothing
home, I live in the jungle, give me the jungle. It’s the home where my fam is, the jungle. (higher key second time)
(Talking part)
Yeah, you know, I
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining, silver studs
Doing what they love when they never ever say die
Hate it or love it
Bad people bad energy
Ain't in your budget, black Beatles bank Treasury
Live it
Bitcoin an invention created
On January 3rd 2009
By an anonymous creator
Derided laughed at ignored
For the first five or six years
Started
Black Sheep Five this is Red Dog One come back
This is Black Sheep copy
State your position
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
Look, look
These niggas lied to me way back
Said this was where my buck stop
Ridin' right by in my fly shit
These niggas still at that bus stop
Angel in motion, see you came for
Take me, take me down to where you live at
I'm tryna see exactly how you get that fly
Angel in motion, see you came
the doorway.
The boy nowhere in sight. Gone to get the keys, most likely,
have to move fast. He picked up the suitcase and started for the corner.
Made it.
I do not give a fuck (A fuck)
I just played some keys and some strings that I plucked (I plucked)
If you caught slippin' by me that sucks ( That's
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt
Niggas love them choppas like we
Flyin in black cars but you with the roost
Thinkin a nigga was black though
Now
Tell me now would you still ride with me
Would you still roll side by side with me
If i lost the plot and went all nuts tell me now
Would you still
then became a floating ball of rock in outer space, not a sticker or a light or a hole through black paper. We were making food and records
a quarterback devil been sacked
Were armed and dressed in black
We're coming and were on the attack
Hells gates can't hold us back
We got the keys check the book
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