5 3rd floor productions man we dropped comin' live [Chorus] No matter what as the years went on I couldn't stop just writing these songs When nothin'
, Killer Mike) (Killer Mike) Our shit don't mix like llao and lukewarm water Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up I oughta duct tape
B.I.G. was ahead of his time, him and Raekwon my niggaz But dig it, they couldn't get along That's when Ghostface said it on the Purple tape Bad Boy
well have fell asleep on a train track This ain't the same track that you're used to This is rhythmatic automatic, try it you oughta have it Slaughter your tape
kill From the Hill, never ran, never will Attitude, like, fuck you still, I see you missing the point This is not a rap song, you get clapped on Bullets
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the ghetto bird, circle above, reminisce of the dust kicked up, the dirt swept under the rug Duct tape, ski-mask, tape recorders Cue Kaze, ready to blaze
BLAOW Here's two more, BLAOW BLAOW nigga! [Keith Murray] Is y'all niggaz down to ride? (Man listen) Would you kill for your life? (Man listen) Can
since nine months So get down while I rip the raps from my lips cause my shit's more deep, than any tape from Enigma The gettin nice, thinkin killer brother
ruthless [Richie Rich] So when I'm kickin knowledge I be frontin on the schoolin [D-Loc] But you're wrong [Richie Rich] It's just another song [Richie
titi Listen back di school song style Don't fuck pon di school bus me tell di child Killa yuh ears clog up wid Marshall cocky oil Di teacha a nuh pedofile Virginity song
the newspaper Downtown as well T-bone on the track We raising hell [Chorus: Repeats] You got rope round' ya' neck(two rope sounds) Duck Tape on ya wrist(tape
jewels with him [GZA] Move up the block, giant box blast my song Non-stop strictly hip-hop, march on Doo-rag hang long, metal tape is high-bias Graphics
it up ?til all the cash gone Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it To make classics, hotter than acid P-D, rollin' on your tape or CD The girl-boy killa
This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing-alongs This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blond Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song Wrong, this
out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill
to the head double-tap Guns don't kill people, it's just rap Guns don't kill people, rappers do (Summon the police) Woop woop woop Guns don't kill