Lyrics:
Spizzy!
I heard an MC this morning who made
Me wanna get in the booth
And no offense to him or his crew
But I know that I'm better than that dude
So
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
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You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
back
With no time for refrains I barely got enough time to explain
How hip hop captivated my brain
My mama raised me on soul and beethoven
Sports
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With no time for refrains I barely got enough time to explain
How hip hop captivated my brain
My mama raised me on soul and beethoven
Sports
真夜中 take ya soul yuh (Take ya soul)
Ain't no drama finna flow (Yuhh)
You can't take no vengeance on 忍者s you never knew never know yuh (Facts huh)
That's
down witcha
Back at the high, '84, '85
Lunch time at the break, hip-hop kid live
No jive, I see Boogie be and Commando
Valentino D, we all had plans
It's jiggaboo time
It's jiggaboo time, it's jiggaboo time
When you don't got soul, it's jiggaboo time
It's jiggaboo time, it's jiggaboo time
Live a life
No respect for the boys in blue
No red light see the pilot cruise
Live in the cabin that's the pilot crew
Look like a snack that's pilot food
The way
a couple videos that's my next check
I'm pulling up
I'm with the crew we ready up
Big money I don't show no love
Pour it up in a double cup
Say what up
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
and no tide
See, onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but here's two
Death and she life in
and no tide
See, onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but here's two
Death and she life in
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's timberlake
Here's fingertips, here's colegen,
and ballplayers
Singers dancers and rhyme sayers
Why do us like you do
Ska doo
Fuck da residue
Frustrated 5 on 2s
No breaks for madd crews
Nowwho the fuck is you
back
With no time for refrains I barely got enough time to explain
How hip hop captivated my brain
My mama raised me on soul and beethoven
Sports
the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews
Stack bills on bills 'til my backyards got
the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I In Sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath when the big one drops
Am I In Sync?
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
Forgotten Armies (Official Lyrics + Audio Video)
Well back in '06 I didn't give two shits
I'd go down to come up for blood
Little girls stuck in
no licence
Skrr from Trident, we can't get spun
And last time bro let that rise
I can't lie he hit two with one
And I can talk about numerous drillings
'em down
Turn 'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town
Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still
Just live your life
you look like me, you gotta run with a crew
'Cause when I step upon the scene everybody's gettin' petrol
No matter what the color
(What's up?)
I'm
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
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