Fuckin' me in the Benz wagon. Every man for they self in this land we be gunning. We're checking your browser, please wait... Step to this and get shanked up.
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick. Verse - Jadakiss] Yo it'll revolve, when I'm mad he's cool Knife game like Daddy Kool's, since Valley Shoes This is real life street shit, truest and the deepest Known niggaz that go to jail just to get they teeth fixed Think I give a fuck what you heard em say? A life of endeavors, I bet I die trying to chase 'em. Yo I can hear somebody coming in, open the shelf. Replace it with the latest in technology. I went against all odds and got a even steven. Entertaining motherfuckers can't stop O. Fuck who's the baddest, a person's status depends on salary. Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's. Never gonna give you up gun. Make sure your shit is tight or I'ma snatch your mic, nigga!
Vocês dizem rua real mano ya não está em nenhum bloco. Meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation. But not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo. So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts. Fuck around and catch all the venereal diseases. Swirl, no more dreams no hopes when I spray.
Permanent, provoked and choked upon the potency. It's all about me, yo it's a B. L thing. If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine. Some say the game is all corrupt and fucked in this shit. Shedaisy - Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up) Lyrics (Video. "Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kimmy. Then I'm, octa-gone in the wind with the pollen". With no conscience, back streets stay darkened. Send them to the cherubim to control thee. Where I stick my tongue out in the at-mos-phere.
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again. Just pain and punishment from the Boogie Down Bronxter. Smoke the joker, three times over. Rushing in to add substance to the broth. Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal. Halfway and eat you alive trying to survive illegal. Von Reef the Lost Cauze. Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception. And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand. Sheek Louch - Mighty D-Block (2 Guns Up): listen with lyrics. You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum". Miniature raps get waxed, simonized. Type the characters from the picture above: Input is case-insensitive.
MCs are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium. Got niggas fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this what you hearing. Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk. You sat by the door spooked like I was Wes Craven. How come I hold the microphone double-clutch.
Verse Artist: Prince Poetry.