We on a paper chase! I see it all through my third eye you played it fast so we ??? push it worldwide it's juss a mental suicide, Kamakazie got the plug on this game, so we on the plane Friday finally, its a motherfuckin hit clicks fists of four-fifths, Steady Mobb in this bitch I see his eyes wide, his wig split up on some murderous an half of his mutha fuckin clan was on some other shit scramblin them bullets through his skin tissue it's America's host you knew the game never fit you it's all official his last breath was on his line front Immortalized, his time has come
[Chorus 2X: Bart] Immortalized! Blood shot red my eyes when the gun shots spread the skies it aint no where to hide I swear to God, a credit card cant account for the hate boy it's too late, theres no escape we already plannin ya wake
[Keek Da Sneak] Uh, break me down roll me up an hit it don't shake me now take another hit, I want you to feel it this the realest this is what you'll be hearin through the backstreets, starrin hit the baron but dont forget, always check ya side views, an ya rear-end niggas fearin, for the fact that you havin paper, an you dealin ridin fetti, an a couple of hatas gon catch you when you aint ready like Redman, take it ??? ??? from the back to the head from lettin it seen ??? casket bed me but instead me, I'ma live through it all I spit an fall I've been feelin like that since 2 Raw like Above The Law I was off that V-S bitin titties through the bra an nigga we juss get a kick outta breakin the law an then dig this cuttie that be breakin me off an I need this so I'm tryin to snatch it all its scratch an fall I'd rather stay on top an ball so my family is set when death calls
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[Ridah of Mob Figaz] Now what they thought? That I'd give up an get caught after I grab the nine an headed straight for the vault when there aint never been a battle that I fought an lost wit out my... opponnent bein traced out in chalk but I still aint satisfied so peep the rapid-fire this'll be the day I die, fuck rappin, I'll retire negotiators said he'll provide, the paper I desire but he's a liar an I'm tired of bein lied too so we die too, when I ride through bustin in wit the hostages killin me, the guilt in me, fuck the cops an shit spectators see the caper, holla "Stop this kid!" but its too late I fear no fate, plus shootin straight an its funny cuz all I ever wanted was some money an someone to suck me like they had no teeth now all of a sudden these motherfuckers wanna know me call me down, sayin "Ridah let the hostages free!" But I'm on some, fuck the world shit, an I don't know I guess I'm stressed off the bullshit
[Fed-X of the Mob Figaz] I've done adapted to this environment Now they can't stop me A Mob Figga Military tactics menace to society One of the chosen five That lead immortal lives Snatchin' all the product Breakin' every bone in the closet I'm out to get the data The top secret information got me took I'm bendin' every law in the book I fled the scene with two nines in the sky Sereal number scraped with no trace And known to race To get this pace Imported weapons Army fatigues and body vests I'm restin', for armageddon, with the illuminati Tales of Demias, Twentieth century, raised right It's third war!! Busted hinges and broken doors Interrogation and infiltration on the five Immortalized!
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Nigga!
You know what I'm sayin? We've known to hustle since the beginning of civilization until this motherfucker you know what I'm sayin.... burn out that's all it's gon be we aint did nothin but breed in this shit you know what I'm sayin young niggas... you know what I'm sayin... all of us you know what I'm sayin all of us get ya money, watch them lights knock on you, knock on me Fuck it, you know what I'm sayin, til it's over wit thug it out til the end of civilization you know what I'm sayin? Against all odds Until we die, ride until we die mobbin it out, Money Ova Bitches money ova all that shit first priority, it's over all of it niggas aint goin no where, we in this motherfucker until this motherfucker go, until this motherfucker burn out! FUCK IT!! {*echoes out*}Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
