Lyrics:
a Trooper!
And though apart we are pathetic!
Together we are super duper!
I'll shoot at you from a foot or
Two and yet much to your surprise!
I'll miss you!
First things first you'll miss if you really wanna hit me
We ain't playing tag too fast, can't get me
Flow still sick from the day that I started
I
the world of Stet is complete
A lotta records are weak, but this one is unique
Like they were just grapes, crushin' suckers we hate
Yo Wise, come in
doesn’t really matter he has a way of cutting through the ordinary chatter and anyway we’ve got one foot in the grave
waiting to be saved by a dude named
'cause we like, yo nigga
Get your mobb on show 'em what a G like
Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet like Reno
Niggas poppin, welcome
exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness
We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with
Load the car and write the note
Grab your bag and grab your coat
Tell the ones that need to know
We are headed north
One foot in and one foot
thirty bags down to the projects
I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin' carbines
I got bad bitches and they ass fat
Rock designer bags
investigation for 16 months by the I.R.S.)
Claims to be a MAN OF GOD;
Currenty seeking the United States Presidency,
Hoping we will all follow him into
a bar stool
I'm telling you my squad don't power love all you
Shower posse status when we jamming on war groove
Chorus
Body bag music these dudes are
a curse
Jointed together, a blessed sight
Bonded by the cosmic fight
Our cosmic fight is over and inspired
But now we are impossibly tired
We didn't
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
don't acknowledge they get left ass out plumbers
[announcer]
Congratulations Len, you have made it halfway
They are falling, their armies
night and we ain't got no more kerosene
It's colder than hell, hope you're doin' well, Josephine
There's a fever in camp and our boys are too sick
the three-and-a-half
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inferiors
Marching and yelling teaches discipline
And without an army they might kill the king
We are the best in the world
We are the boys and girls
We are
now I know the Zechus, responsibility
Vehachai Yiten cl Libo
It's all up to me
Whispered in the story that we share
Won't let these moments pass me by
(Party people in the place ta be,here we go it's the three emcees who rock the house c'mon c'mon
Check it out, check it out, check it out yo)
It's
with dolphins you just can't imagine
Now Jump on the ski you're coming with me
We're jumping the swell cause there was like three
7 foot waves where we
requires certain taste
(Y'all are soft, man)
I make the same incisions that a surgeon make
Two times too many
You don't get a third mistake
(That's how we
Load the car and write the note
Grab your bag and grab your coat
Tell the ones that need to know
We are headed north
One foot in and one foot
of Hattin
Eleven Eightyseven
War on crusaders crushing them in Jerusalem
Sending Raynald Chatillon to heaven
Enemy army annihilated by the determined
Muslim
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
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