| I rep Hel', fresh out of jail, Brownsville scheming
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| Ya’ll wanna see me up north, but I’m down the hill creeping
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| Niggas keeping and keeping they beef, with they cops still singing
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| I’m getting my gwop, still eating
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| Loudest one in the flock, still street, pass me the pot, I’m still chief
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| And I’m pacing over you, just a thief on the weekend
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| Beef with me, into you bleeding and hit with some feces
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| Sucker MC’s, sucker MC, when they run with they feet, bitches
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| Well, kinda, big Rock’s tougher than leather
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| With slum to get set up, he’s dumping forever
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| The king of pot, there is none higher
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| You nickel bag smoker, need to call me sire
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| With Reggie Miller to the Isaac Hayes, straight fire
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| Who said it, just ight, this bitch a liar
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| I’m fixing to Ike her, I gets it rock and ready rock
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| Filled with the Rock, not guilty, y’all feel me
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| I carry a gun, pa, Marbury your thunder
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| Switchblade, bitch made, niggas like Un God
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| All white Nikes with a knife to cut krills
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| Turn a dead butt like Buffie, bring back pocket of bills
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| I ain’t got mills, but I got a couple of thou'
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| I ain’t got a gun, but I bet I fuck you up now
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| Fucking with I, have you niggas touching the sky
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| Wings on your back, Kanye singing the track
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| Slinging my crack, muthafucka, shopping a demo
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| I pop at your temple, muthafucka sing about that
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| Listen, fuck a hip hop, I take ya wrist watch
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| Put the gun to your tongue and make you lick shots
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| Make a pit stop, by the piss spot
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| You wanna take a pull? |
| You can kick rocks
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| I’m like that’s not a gun, this is a gun, we?
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| Who wanna rumble with me ol' Rockadile Dundee
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| I rule the underground, I’m Pimp C, Bun B
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| Lord Jazz Do-It-All and Mr. Funkee
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| Mr. Bummy FlyJab, some of ya’ll mad
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| I can scrape up one twenty five cash
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| I had too much dirt to double you niggas
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| Nothing in the world was gon' keep me from crushing you bitches
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| Yeah two in your dome rhyme, funeral home time
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| Announce death to you, I’m Phil Rizzuto with mine
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| This Puerto Rican bitch called me papi chulo, but I’m
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| Not with the gwala shit, fill the hollow tip in the nine, I’m
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| Nice with a nine, I’m nice with the rhyme
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| 52 block will snot box, right in his prime
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| Line for line, top five dead or alive
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| Two of them dead, and soon as the other three die
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| I’m number one! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da Beginning of Da End , by - Heltah Skeltah. Song from the album D.I.R.T. Da Incredible Rap Team, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп