't you know They ain't ready for the war Rob tha rich take some Give tha rest of tha poor Make them feel the pain, two double O, O It's the end of the
and green and nicotine and a Yute Ferrari, aye Come around our way (yeah) You always wanna party You gotta handle your business Can I get a witness
go meet 'an agree With my fanz, smoke a lil' weed and have a lil' laugh at cha'll But every now and then I getz caught up in a playa nation Lord whas wrong with tha nation
your own ass tonight, you know the meanin of a worldwide national? Big money gripper Baller, called a, million dollar nigga (uhh, who me?) Yes you (Could
you soft, back up off Youse a shady nigga, I'm a sever fig you with a gloss I snuffed him, threw a crazy left and I cuffed him Allah don't like ugly
farin way back dung a yard Caan tell mi nuttin one whole heap a dem a fraud Oonu come through oonu betta call in national guard (BOOM!) Don't even ask
haven't got the vaguest idea what the hell is a Kreplach, and to both of you I say... A Kreplach is a person from Kreplachia, which is a very small fishing nation
a patoon!" Here we go, Girls! OW!" Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a
I said it) it's like a midnight moon, from night to afternoon(noon) get cooked up, like coke in a spoon(spoon) protect your body from a ? shot, from my
way out the game You can't see it Verse two The devil don't want me yet, so I pack teks Writin' out my will, wit a black cease a rep I handle mics,
a day without bein' intoxicated or blowed Ain't dealin' with a full deck and any day I could fold What makes it bad, I wasn't dealt that bad a hand And I had a
Chorus Verse Two: Sean Lett I feel blessed I survived two decades in this world Then Ninety slid in naked now I got a baby girl Ain't this a bitch
through us The blunted eyes of the youth search for a guide A thug is a lost man in disguise The rise and fall, of a nation, even when the buildings
's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all Yeah, check it, yo The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels It's unseen or heard, a king with words
your nation... for your nation...) Verse One: A bitch nigga wit an attitude named Cube Step to Com wit a feud Now what the fuck I look like dissing a
stuff they hear on the radio, they lift faces I'm on vacation, I'm a movie I need a standing ovation My name is little Soulja, I can tell you two times
I like her? Then the rest of the cipher man it?s not hard to decipher. Music gets people hyper, Music made me a riper. Music made me a fighter. Yo man