One] Back then if I was a Jew the life that I led would not be common I would be in prayer shawls anticipatin' His comin' Between 1 and 30 A.D. I'd be
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up in the trees were gonna shit on your head Were up in your room, were gonna shit on your bed It's a damn shame you cant hear a word I said At the end
I speak is more street than crack and dice I was put here to rap, L.E.S. let me hear the track D.O. know I spit a verse make the snare collapse Any affair
VERSE 6: Raydog] Hey yo, I be a nigga that you never could figure With a dog on his chest and a stolen Trooper's vest I represent a pack of niggas that
daddy was a mason with a major supply And I can get some thangs as long as I buy 5 I really wasn't trippin cause I had the cash But if it goes down funky
bang Not a bitch ridin a dick or the next nigga gang With a teck that I stang from the neck to the brain When I step in the range I get respect you know I flame
swimmin' wit them mud cats If you die, man I'm pullin' "soowee" for a grudge match Spell it out, L-E-G, E-N-D I still believe Whatever goal God set for me indeed I
swimmin' with them mud cats If you die, man I'm pullin' "soowee" for a grudge match Spell it out, L-E-G, E-N-D I still believe Whatever goal God set for me indeed I
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-PA...D-D-DPA...D...D...DPA... D-D-DPA...DPA...D-D-D-DPA..D-D...D-D-D-D-P-D-P-A You savor drug pattern awareness (Yeah man, DC got it)
s and 3's From the Queens parts to layups to the Brooklyn I-N-D's I keep on like T-Kid, Lionel West a to S-E Top Cat, rockin up tall letters from Philly
she's a rider not a fighter, kinda girl for me (yeah) [Bridge:] Past relationships I'd lose I guess I never tried to see things through That's how many
a wise MC Think before you spit on the M-I-C Reppin N-Y-C, 'til I D-I-E You can't S-double-E-E-E M-C Gettin "Spellbound" like K-Solo 'Bout to go loco,
my drawers Why nigga? Cause I'm down by law D-O-double-G P-O-U-N-D, G-A-N-G-S-T-A C-R-I-P Tell me what time it is cuh, ???? ??? Showin' y'all ???? niggaz
lean like it's on syrup, Need a picture of me I'm so Brooklyn, I scream [? ] I'm so Flatbush, I'm labor day I'm the pie baker, I'm doin cakes today I'
I told her to step and catch the train She said, "Dee, I wanna be your number one flame" I felt kinda sorry, so I gave her a hug She was the patient,
Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G. started from that S.O.B., D.R.E. Like Dub-C I'm rich rollin, pistol holdin Pockets swoll nigga, that's how I'm
