I'm on a cloud right now
And if you don't know, now you know
Fuck Stuart Frankie, they call me
Never would you ever see
Doo Wop, Bounce Squad
So help me god
Focus straight, channel thirteen
My eyes will only see green
Where you at, yo?
Twenty for the flow
Yeah - and I'm going crazy
I got paid and I got swayze
The battery pack to start movin everybody
Who that talking down, on Mike D
I still had a microphone and a dangerous crew
We work hard, for the things that we do
The way she's actin makes me not care
Fuck what you sayin' about beware
Black attacks like a pit bull - vicious
Cause my fucking skill is mad delicious
Its really not the samе, is it?
Come to the underground and gеt bit
Dedicated to my hataz this song's for yall
Holla and ya holla, you folla you fall
Cuz we drop bombs, better be scared
Code Red! I repeat, Code Red!
I see you on the beat mo' betta
We gon' hawk this dog together, six or beretta
To hell he went, bent, sent, government issues
Get some green by the leopard blues
Now before you have sex wear a hat y'all
Before he was defeated by samaritans, A western Europe hall
Put it through the S-950 then stretch it
Because I'm deep up that bullshit, wit 45
It's been four years and you ain't shed no tears
Tracks from my tears, blood sweatin for years
With at least sixteen bars like MC's supposed to
Gettin money, cause we love who we do
They don't want no beef, they wanna eat they teeth
Scam to get a buck, Commander Lil' Buck
Camera on the bumper, peeping robbers as I navigate
Wait, let me catch myself before it's too late
But they live the life of nightmares, not dreams
Nightmares and dreams, everything's not what it seems
Lots of assumptions and roughly half of the rapping public
You speakin Broken-ese and we from Cut-a-Check Republic
Thugs on the block, duckin strays
Spent so many days
And then 2 more
So drop your Glock before
Angelic being cast to the earth
Don't wanna miss my little baby girl's birth
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I'm enjoyin my voyeur mint after a hard day
Prayin in the late night hour crying
You know what I'm saying?
I muthafuckin', muthafuckin' murder, want charges!
The world is their's
Cause Flesh the realest T-H-U-G, Amen
Yeah, Y-Look, Kardinal and Choclair for our men
So to the realers mysterious and pass the rush
Can you keep a secret? Hush, Hush
Gettin' pimped by them space age jazzy hoes
To teach the new souls the nightmares of lost foes
Talk about how your records went double platinum
I spit darts dipped in Five Deadly Venom
It's time to whipe that sweat
Gimme anything I need, shorty gon' go get
That's it, that's it, right there
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'Cause without the source, the force won't survive
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Eventually if it was meant to be
Damn somebody catching every burst
There's always a firs