Drawin' the pussy out the nigga after my prize, 'cause I won it They stomach what I throw, they know I'm right for they diet They librarian flow keeps
I don't keep friends I just roll with niggaz I was RAISED WITH, went out in a BLAZE WITH In the penile, to B.ville, down to Grayson And we thick together
radio, fizzy wo', suckas never played us They can't fade us, they hate us, they anus In fact when you touch 'em face to face, they stay in they place They
Huh You run up we murder ya Stressed out niggas on weed Fuck niggas don't like me and police I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end All I wanna
Drawin the pussy out the nigga after my prize, cause I want it They stomach what I throw, they know I'm right for they diet They librarian flow keeps
I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego It's consequences, jumpin fences Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by
wit Yuk now that we grown ups rock alligators an bumpin slow cuts juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched I was raised ruff gang banged an hand cuffed
I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego It's consequences, jumpin fences Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by inches
the central stations Young kids making cops run like mental patients Don't they know that graffiti can't be stopped Writers unlike rappers can't go pop So they
like [do what we like] Unite; come together like a fist to a mic [B-Legit] I'm from the block where they raise you up Tuck glocks shot's blaze you up
Sub hook: Why they acting like there gully when they don't want war, listen if u aint raving why u come here for, kill that ice grilling I'm feeling u
't like us? So what, we don't like you They say we're racist, ah-ah, it's not true Look in the mirror, can you see the light? I know you could cause your
So I don't keep friends I just roll with niggaz I was RAISED WITH, went out in a BLAZE WITH In the penile, to B.ville, down to Grayson And we thick together
can't compete with this dick, all I know is you're gonna wish you'd quit. Your life ain't shit. You don't got what it takes to roll with us. Pull over
we beatin them down raise a blade, buck 50 I rap like no one out there can fuck with me stuck with me, we ain't leaving the game and keep it dirty cause
people up on it Life can't weigh me down I'm above my opponents [Bicasso:] Makin' this rappin' feel like a last jam right [Aesop:] But keeping it focused so folks can
that nigga that they can't stand That teach an African how to say, "Black man!" And I'm that nigga they can plainly see With the nationalist colors of
in the backstreets, the blackstreets They fell me when they rollin in they fat jeeps This ain't just a rap song, a black song Tellin all my brothers, get they