| Yo, Hold it to me your f**king cash’s about to slee
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| I’m a show you all how to emcee
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| See i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams
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| I rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team
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| See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream
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| I intervien like a case of gangreen
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| Gain the green then exit the scene
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| With a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes
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| See i’m doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet
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| And niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit
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| Seen life ain’t a game it remains intense
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| Lock, hold to a nigga like a dog tracin a scent
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| See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent
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| Feelin it, ya’ll ass is read!
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| (Batian)
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| Uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron
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| Hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat
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| Don’t you come back until you waxed your song
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| Your served at your war phat
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| Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk
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| Don’t shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath
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| I got more where this comes from-from
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| Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master
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| You will never hit the best
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| Fast or solw? |
| It dosen’t matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap
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| Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life
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| Hold tight, don’t ever give up in the fight
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| Grace can only come into the sight
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| Soul power it ingites like the sun
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| SV dominates the industry for fun
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| (Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun)
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| Yea, yea to the beat
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| Yea, yea ya know it can’t-can't stop
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| It can’t-can't't quit
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| Stance answers put up your hands and fist
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| For the band, and if ya can’t stand
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| One of my man’s dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon)
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| Like damn man! |
| wake up, as we bring the action
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| Don’t be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon)
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| For the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip (c'mon)
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| We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits
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| Before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit
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| A-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks
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| Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land
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| It’s the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am
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| Do-do dont stop we can’t can’t quit, we can’t-can't |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Untitled , by - Slum Village. Song from the album Fantastic, Vol. 2.10, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп