Lyrics:
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
brought to the light
Theresa May who put up a fight
That splittin her nation in two just wasn't right
But in hindsight the Irish were forgotten in spite
No
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
(Yeah)
Blow a check out
Pop two in him
Little b*stard slide, I'm on ya (Where he go?)
Keep f*cking round, cutting corners (Corners!)
My hitters
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
Intro:
One who's always there
One who really cares
Show my love for you
Make your dreams come true
Verse 1:
I need someone to wipe away my tears
I
Hello?
[Missy]
You know who this is bitch, hehe, yeah
[Mo]
Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?
[Missy]
You know who it is
[Chorus 2: Lil'
know who this is b****, heh, yeah
[Mo] Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?
[Missy] You know who it is
[Lil' Mo]
2 - I can't believe you would ever
and loses who keeps count
I'm bossing it now
Look rewind time
Mic 2 1 check mic check 1 2
Take it way back for the Old Skool Crew
For the bars there that will
crew suddenly become interested in promoting a war?)
[ VERSE 2 ]
Now our crew is broken down into a large amount of channels
And not one of us can you
(Vision howls like a wolf)
Title track
Vision
Walk in like who that kid
Start to wonder like who that is
I don't ever fit in whatever crew I'm with
the dividends;
When are you gonna make ends generate bread?
Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you want to sell?
Is everybody on wavelength like us?
Why
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
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
cha want to do?
want to ride with, want to roll with the crew, get live with the crew?
In 99, it's time to shine with the crew
Yo what cha, what
fire
And take us higher and higher
By leaps and bounds we advancing,
We edit DNA, and build immense colliders
We open up new
a notch or two or watch my crew murder ya
Yo hold the phone, tone niggas like That's raps are prone
To dissasemble members only who think they're grown
backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)
Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
Well I was born
The year that disco died
And U2 was in high school
Thank the Lord that they survived
Got my first taste, on a Seger 45
And since
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
The devil's who you're fuckin' with
[Chorus]
Murda, murda, murda, murda
[Layzie]
I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution
A savage of torture
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