Young B.I.G in your area 'bout to cause mad hysteria Controversial not commercial,nigga Screw gimmicks, lets get it
(first verse,b.t.i)
Nairobi Home to retarded seeds and eternal thieves Brothers be gettin' dropped by rogue cops But we cope and cop doe wit the same rogue cops Y'all, its wrong hops There ain't hope fo' the young yo The ying out-dominates the yang yo Animals!! There ain't balance in this barnyards Mothers might as well caniballise wat they bearin' Who to marryin'?! Girls is sellin' they body on ally like they out it Like they on the sidelines,watchin' in silence They hurt too, like they have to Sold they souls to the neon king Who rules the concrete jungle wit an iron fist Brother tryin' spit is lostin' wit i on feast Coz ma bars off-the-cuff like flyin' hot lead off a gun Impromptu to ma tomb Strip the city off its mask Will it still rob girls they hearts Man their, integrity, and feed them greed Strip the city off its mask Will it still rob Of course it will silly
(second verse,b.t.i) Nairobi Home to retarded seeds and eternal thieves Walk the city where niggas pick yo pockets Then leave feelin' justified and peak on rock(et)s Fuck its a racket!! Lets get scatter-brain down dirty dummy,dammnit Wit,sadistic mockery I gat me a remorseful hawk eye Soarin' heights,drippin' pityful tears on niggas 'am sworn to hate Niggas want shoot shit up till they shot down, shit is up They street allies gassed up in 'em street alleys So they allign 'emselves so they next in line Casualties of a war 'gainst they wars,woes At times i likes to get drunk till 'am on all four Y'all know,to err lika human should But 'am mortal and so is human shields God's ma guard When niggas is buckin' lord,hol' me back 'fore i let my wrath unfold on this foe
(3rd verse,b.t.i)
Nairobi Home to retarded seeds and eternal thieves All politicians is diseased wit Sweet political deceits And not till they diseased will they cease I want so bad to be a political assassin but, they gat the power,to mute a nig Or lock him up till he a mutant wig So we,out here tryna function Well,a fraction does the rest will rush on ya You lookin' likan easy come,be irrational Or work wit' the logistics the street's bleedin',or you pleadin' or you bleedin' Trick,youz a sell out to ya gender Oh,aren't ya generous to ma agenda You ain't amusing You want politic till youz f*ckin' wit ma music You douchies,like i can't do sh*t I'll bring ma tool kit,its y'all toons key 'amma natural athlete Hence ma ad libs You want lie thru ya teeth Well i'll spit no matter wat you lock me in,b.i.g,w'sup?!
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