Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Cipher , by - 40 BanditsRelease date: 26.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Cipher , by - 40 BanditsThe Cipher |
| You know I stay God Cypher Cypher Divine |
| I don’t swine, I don’t master Islam Now Divine |
| When a punk jumps up to get fucked up |
| I’m like a father giving tough love |
| Uh, bust slugs with the universal Zig Zag Zig Islam, I right the bomb |
| The God Cypher off, then I break north |
| I spice it up like Allah 1 steak sauce |
| Go forth Young Master Allah Now |
| Time for you to Rule Equality Power |
| And step to your Born I Zig Zag Zag |
| Stop acting like a big ass kid |
| Peace to the God, Jasik is Allah |
| Everything in tune like the Sun, Moon & Stars |
| Foundation strong, word is my bond |
| Life manifested, Arm Leg Leg Arm |
| Head and instead, leave the devil dead |
| Four shots, four bodies filled up with lead |
| Goons is in back of me, peep at the strategy |
| Get right, refine myself, like the Street Academy |
| Run through the hood, ain’t nothing good |
| These little niggas shooting shit up like they would |
| Niggas try to do me in, buck me and shoot again |
| Roll with the God Lord Jamar, Brand Nubian |
| Police is in the back of me |
| Black, Power, this is 40 B., check it |
| Kill a cop, blazing trees, stick to bake and flee |
| Right away, tell me have you Today’s Degree |
| I’m wild and I’m wigged, for old, it’s like a new religion |
| A new code, a revolt, I write it up in prison |
| Ralo, it’s God Body with the long shotty |
| The armed robbery in the lobby in front of everybody |
| I’m wild and I’m wreckless, murder the homicide detective |
| Buried his body and I ain’t even get arrested |
| Now police is knocking at my door |
| Looking for me, but I ain’t here no more, check it |
| Your outlaw and money, that’s what I come for |
| With Lord J, all day, layin' the law, but |
| Witnesses is try’nna say they saw |
| A crazy madman waving the four-four, check it |
| The fire with the God, I strike you with the iron rod |
| Police, they’d rather come with the riot squad |
| The science of teaching, the rebel, I’m the ghetto chief’ton |
| The seeds, do the knowledge when the God’s speaking |
| Scout body in the party, and we wreck it tonight |
| Say it’s a matter, get shot or you hog it on sight |
| Now why I’m killing cops, why I kill the judge? |
| Why if they find crack in them pockets they show me love? |
| I spit the banger, the mathematical flamer-flamer |
| Switch up and hit the changer, then get it, this biz is dangerous |
| Free the Cipher, it’s 40 gangs, and 40 B |
| Sophisticated, the higher science of burglary |
| You can’t fuck with the power or the pride |
| I’m a jump up, and nigga, jack your crack |
| It’s Nat Turner, muthafucka, beast of the belly, squeezin' Pirellis |
| And shoot you for tellin' me this manufactured fire is deadly |
| Allah moves steady, I got the seeds ready |
| Military so necessary, the Pele Pele |
| El Genereli, five star murder malachi |
| Dippin' narcotics in bolic, like the sun did the prophet |
| The perfector, rep for fucking up your sector |
| Connect, the mic checker, ease up selector |
| Come again, bring it back, reload, rewind |
| I design like, Universal Sham God, I am God |
| A vanguard, you’ve been eating ham dog |
| Damn, dog, thought you was wise, now ya ass’ll get slam hard |
| What’s this, knew I couldn’t trust this, yo fuck this |
| Bust this, try to pretend to serving from justice |
| Must this go down, yo, God, can we discuss this? |
| Emphatically no, Now Cypher, I’m bout to snuff this |
| Black snake, fraudelent fake, see through shell |
| We ain’t real, you faking than a eight dollar bill |
| You can run and hide, but you still can’t avoid it |
| Strip 'em of his lessons, flush some more down the toilet |
| Cuz you walk like an 85, talk like an 85 |
| On the down low, be eating pork like an 85 |
| Yeah, right, back the fuck up, you ain’t my A-Alike |
| Spare ya life, you be lucky, you get a fair fight |
| Knowledge the God, when Allah manifests, and study ya lessons |
| To keep 'em from guessing, here’s a question |
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