(Intro)
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In the city of New York
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Something strange is happening
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Something no quite human
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Something unspeakably evil
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Something dead
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Asdome,Shabaam Sahdeeq,Alterbeats
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French revolution,French revolution
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(Verse)
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Collect it would never win,I keep the hood here
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Knowledge without college, my game so common
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My arm stay prawling and prison boots will pallin'
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Drop the bombs in the way palace well it's living them out
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Bars is cold like a winter in Moscow
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I pop off now, turn your smile to a bloody frown
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You don't really want it, well then sit your ass down
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Gonna get yourself a pen and paper
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Put some thoughts down
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One put some beer down with a couple of wings down
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Wander, fool back ,pump your head and stop being the clown
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Proper pound I'm awful found
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Highly developed sound
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You a fool shut up now before my niggers put you down
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Underground and I ain't talking about the sound
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Talking 'bout the soil lyrically I boil
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Add a little oil, I eat 'em seeds whole
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Drop 'em in a hole, God bless his soul
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(Chorus)
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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Real nigga bustin' a glock,
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If you wanna be a player nigga watch me
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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I represent the real streets
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(Verse)
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Dude listen,catch me in a booth, truth rains
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I'm what the goons dippin'
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Building, do stupid lifting
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Who is you kidding you flinching when a tooth spin
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You do dooze it, the leutenant, the gank blew fed it
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My crew living why these lamers are sacks
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I catch you with that V-neck then I cave in your chest
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'Cause y'all brick hand set ,plus I stay with the tent
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And I gotta fallow it, like David Correy
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Yes we send penny, bisquits we crave nanny
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If it's beef my click jump and I whip like Chris Henry
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He the dead ,he respects ,you pricks envy
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Catch me on a block yellow cab with the semitone
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Don't make me eat your food on your block
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Thought of let me try
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I got four pack on my bag, bringing my city up
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Y'all niggers will you platform like you too tough
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'Til they put you on the white seat,poof club
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(Chorus)
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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Real nigga bustin' a glock,
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If you wanna be a player nigga watch me
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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I represent the real streets
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(Verse)
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Said I'm healthy as an ox, fuck your flu shots
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Put the needle to the vinyl and for the record
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I stick to my gun, so the G's shows by the seashores
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Cali was the home, growing terrorist
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The voices in my head are clever
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And they all rap kid,I got a word
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There's a soul shore crammed in the pit
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Blue stones and crustaceans but I have pictures
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And I face facts blew the big burn up
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You came cross the guards, that they create a soul I might
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Got clapping on mind tellin' I get the socks
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The perfect balance between chaos and order
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But what I thought of has surpassed
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Of mangled bodies you can't mock
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When you're in advance fuck your theories
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And put your faith on a dollar
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That's all this worth this is gonna mess earth
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So what's a secrecy
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This earth you see, to keep us down founded
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(Chorus)
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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Real nigga bustin' a glock,
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If you wanna be a player nigga watch me
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I rap the streets, 'til I rep the beat
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Kill a soldier
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I represent the real streets
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Clear the whole block
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NYC Evils
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| Alterbeats |
