| This shit is brand-new
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| Hot-off-the-press. |
| Always release what I got off my chest
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| ‘Cause if I don’t, I’ll be bothered and stressed and bug out
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| Like Flavor Flav with the clock on his neck. |
| Invest
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| Fifty percent, pocket the rest, gotta strategically plan
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| Rock when I leisurely can. |
| Northeast Bronx I could
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| Easily scan without binoculars—all I got
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| Is trees in my hands. |
| Natural Elements fight-setter
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| Y’all niggas played like pinstriped Lees and tight leathers
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| If you saw what I wrote, you’d understand why we’re fortified dope
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| Support my smoke with a .45 Colt. |
| I got
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| A butt caught in my rope—"Ain't Nothing But a Thang"
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| Most of y’all niggas is puppets on a string, but fuck it—what I bring
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| Confuse some, maybe lose one, so get your
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| Shit straight. |
| My shit is gonna change for the 2 Ton. |
| Move, son
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| Cock back and release. |
| I’ll rock a rap when I sleep
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| Peace to niggas who did time but got back on the streets
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| So knock that in your Jeep. |
| Yo, if you’re going my way
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| Rock from the Bronx to Californ-i-a. |
| I toss
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| What I say enough for you to catch and absorb. |
| Natural
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| Elements high-beam for when you’re trapped in the fog. |
| All y’all
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| Faggots are soft, niggas ain’t equipped for the fight. |
| What I’m
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| Spitting tonight, niggas recite, giving some light like
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
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| With deep impact, destroy green populations
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| Yo, Natural Elements («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, all day, all night («We rock the mic (Right)»)
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
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| With deep impact, destroy green populations
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| Yo, all around the world («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, every day, every night («We rock the mic (Right)»)
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| Listen here, I solemnly
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| Swear to rock it this year. |
| Nonstop, my rocks
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| Glare light, try stay on top of the fear. |
| We’re worldwide
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| Not a problem to fear and spread love, but press luck
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| If you give us a provocative stare. |
| My clique
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| Consists of alcoholics like Carla in Cheers, make you say
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| That I follow with tears, swallow your fears plus pain
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| When you see my name. |
| I’ve seen bitch niggas
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| Turn Rambo like G.I. |
| Jane, blaze
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| Purple haze inside of my brain on tour shows
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| Got hoes who perform pornos, dressed in all-black
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| Swinging swords like Zorro. |
| See, I’m a Puerto
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| Rican, leave you bleeding from a crossbow. |
| You beefing?
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| No—thought so. |
| I don’t give a fuck
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| In the Nine-Ocho, we all type loco. |
| Yo, I smoke
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| Chocolate, siempre pa’lante
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| Mi gente sipping Presidente. |
| Used to bag
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| Chicks like Lisette Melendez in my young years
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| Now they look like Daisy Fuentes with their tongue pierced
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| Ain’t nothing but drugs here, we smoke blunts here. |
| One more
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| Year to blow up, one more cup to get
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| Toe-up, drink so much, them niggas say, «A
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| Slow up, you gonna throw up.» |
| But so what? |
| I got
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| Cajones the size of coconuts and such. |
| Who’s slowing
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| Us down? |
| Smoke my Dutch and just lounge, yo
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
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| With deep impact, destroy green populations
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| Yo, Natural Elements («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, all day, all night («We rock the mic (Right)»)
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
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| With deep impact, destroy green populations
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| Yo, all around the world («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, every day, every night («We rock the mic (Right)»)
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| Like convicts on Rikers
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| What I spit’s single-edged and venomous, the stingers
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| Shred with hostile sentiments, put you in white sheets
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| Like white supremacists. |
| Y’all ain’t thugs, just
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| Women that want to be men like feminists. |
| E-L-E-
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| -M-E-N-T-S. |
| No end to this, a villainous
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| Mind who reaps the benefits of crime. |
| I’ma
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| Keep serving sentences like I’m doing time, emerge
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| A menace to humankind. |
| No penitence, for this
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| Human mind’s filled with unholiness, do everything felonious
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| My favorite letters is «B» and «E». |
| Ask ‘em
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| «Who's the best?» |
| it better be NE—you know the pedigree. |
| The Don
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| Medici harm medically, armed heavily, foes
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| Vanish, chicks swarm readily to get at me and I
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| Then they hold so much, you’d think that I was famished
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| Mics I brandish and show ‘em all the common bases, Agu
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| Stay on top forever like a dominatrix
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
|
| With deep impact, destroy green populations
|
| Yo, Natural Elements («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, all day, all night («We rock the mic (Right)»)
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| Yo, supreme domination, my team rock a nation
|
| With deep impact, destroy green populations
|
| Yo, all around the world («You don’t stop»)
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| Yo, every day, every night («We rock the mic (Right)») |