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  • (feat. Masta Ace) [kung fu sample]
    They told me, what happened, alright
    You're still young, and things like that always happen
    When you'll learn, then you'll know not to make those mistakes [Inspectah Deck]
    Really? These dudes don't want it with
    Deck, no, my set glow
    Hate it or you love it, but you gonna respect though
    You ain't got to know my name, check the blood, sweat & tears
    For years, ****** know
    I bang I'm a made *****, caking what you call a boss
    On my own two, never taking orders from ya'll
    What I spit, get the corners involved, it's wreck on the yard
    It's House
    Gang, son, it's more than hard
    The life that'll glamour and glitz, best believe
    On the flip side, *****, it's them hammers and clips
    Wanna live in high fashion and rich, so we scramble the strip
    Camouflage, with they hand on the grip
    Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due
    No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe
    I don't rock what you rap, ******, they be pole
    On 'the wire', just not
    HBO They under fire, edge around the way we know
    They know they time up, guess that's why they hate me so
    But yo, they will never take me though,
    I had to go like
    Montana, licking, sniffing crazy blow
    Still I be
    Hard to Kill like
    Seagal Warrior built, big shield and long sword
    One Six Ooh'ing it, doing it, king size
    Salutations, that's respecting the king eyes
    For those that follow my lead, attract to the light
    At the same time, marvel the speed
    I'm so ****,
    I can bottle it free
    The most influential, modern day murderous he [U-God]
    Yo, deep in the bungalo, chopping the motherload
    Carving my own path, taking another road
    I need a son to soul, he brought the troops with him
    It sounds presidential,
    I got the truth serum
    Don't want the booth near him, respect in the sabotage
    I'm on the patio, stretched in my camouflage
    And my grammar's hard, the
    Wolverine skeleton
    I be the yellow man, snatching on the other brand
    But on the other hand, light up the darkness
    I'm stir fried, *****, yeah,
    I'm heartless
    My apartment is a hole in the wall, *****
    Pass me the rock, stop holding the ball
    I told you before, under worser conditions
    Chessboxing, *****, mic's a dead body position [Masta Ace]
    Aiyo, it's time to make cash dinero
    I'm going to the
    Summer Jam concert to bash your hero
    Lie up in your bedroom, smash your bureu
    We looking for the money, man, pass the
    Euro Apartment to pesos, pass the yen
    And, we don't want to have to ask again
    Cuz we ain't gon' be laughing then
    These three men, take on your whole staff and win
    Look, labels stay messing with a cat's future
    And that weighs on me heavy like
    Rasputia But
    I still keep spitting like a shortshop
    I'mma be sitting at the table when the cork pop
    You gon' be sitting at the table with a porkchop
    Lacking on the beat like a short cop
    It's your boy
    Ace, BK's own
    All you ringtone rap dudes, please stay home, come on
  • (feat. Masta Ace) [kung fu sample]
    They told me, what happened, alright
    You're still young, and things like that always happen
    When you'll learn, then you'll know not to make those mistakes [Inspectah Deck]
    Really? These dudes don't want it with
    Deck, no, my set glow
    Hate it or you love it, but you gonna respect though
    You ain't got to know my name, check the blood, sweat & tears
    For years, ****** know
    I bang I'm a made *****, caking what you call a boss
    On my own two, never taking orders from ya'll
    What I spit, get the corners involved, it's wreck on the yard
    It's House
    Gang, son, it's more than hard
    The life that'll glamour and glitz, best believe
    On the flip side, *****, it's them hammers and clips
    Wanna live in high fashion and rich, so we scramble the strip
    Camouflage, with they hand on the grip
    Ain't nothing gon' stop kid from getting his due
    No, your feets not big enough to fit in his shoe
    I don't rock what you rap, ******, they be pole
    On 'the wire', just not
    HBO They under fire, edge around the way we know
    They know they time up, guess that's why they hate me so
    But yo, they will never take me though,
    I had to go like
    Montana, licking, sniffing crazy blow
    Still I be
    Hard to Kill like
    Seagal Warrior built, big shield and long sword
    One Six Ooh'ing it, doing it, king size
    Salutations, that's respecting the king eyes
    For those that follow my lead, attract to the light
    At the same time, marvel the speed
    I'm so ****,
    I can bottle it free
    The most influential, modern day murderous he [U-God]
    Yo, deep in the bungalo, chopping the motherload
    Carving my own path, taking another road
    I need a son to soul, he brought the troops with him
    It sounds presidential,
    I got the truth serum
    Don't want the booth near him, respect in the sabotage
    I'm on the patio, stretched in my camouflage
    And my grammar's hard, the
    Wolverine skeleton
    I be the yellow man, snatching on the other brand
    But on the other hand, light up the darkness
    I'm stir fried, *****, yeah,
    I'm heartless
    My apartment is a hole in the wall, *****
    Pass me the rock, stop holding the ball
    I told you before, under worser conditions
    Chessboxing, *****, mic's a dead body position [Masta Ace]
    Aiyo, it's time to make cash dinero
    I'm going to the
    Summer Jam concert to bash your hero
    Lie up in your bedroom, smash your bureu
    We looking for the money, man, pass the
    Euro Apartment to pesos, pass the yen
    And, we don't want to have to ask again
    Cuz we ain't gon' be laughing then
    These three men, take on your whole staff and win
    Look, labels stay messing with a cat's future
    And that weighs on me heavy like
    Rasputia But
    I still keep spitting like a shortshop
    I'mma be sitting at the table when the cork pop
    You gon' be sitting at the table with a porkchop
    Lacking on the beat like a short cop
    It's your boy
    Ace, BK's own
    All you ringtone rap dudes, please stay home, come on