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[00:00.240]No Flagro
[00:03.960]Uh what
[00:05.190]Yeah Brand Nu' comin' through
[00:08.490]Long Island Harlem World all out all out
[00:12.690]Let's talk abou tit
[00:14.130]What yeah now put ya hands up
[00:16.740]Uh what now put ya hands up
[00:19.230]Put ya hands up
[00:20.460]Now get ya back up off the wall
[00:22.350]I'm better feeling than running raw
[00:23.820]Chain gang link I need a shrink
[00:25.620]What y'all n***az think I'ma do when I get real money
[00:28.230]Iano keys played in series
[00:30.000]Peace to Lil' Cease
[00:30.930]Microphone track board loose chord oh Lord
[00:33.600]Promo number one Sadat X had a grenade
[00:35.940]And the have next day I smashed the s**t Allie played
[00:38.370]Now we delayed by ninety days
[00:39.840]You better find me anyways
[00:40.830]You better return to the Terrordome ain't nobody home
[00:43.590]Non haters play the corner in the elevator
[00:45.900]Crash crews smack the open palm so you don't bruise
[00:48.540]You push a button and what happens nothing
[00:50.400]I push one and there's a man with a gun in the doorway
[00:53.760]I'm in 4A I been in there all day
[00:56.190]I had some smokes some b***hes and chicken on a slab
[00:58.890]There's enough for everybody so y'all n***az don't grab
[01:01.650]Loon
[01:01.800]Come on come on come on yo
[01:03.990]So get your back up off the wall
[01:05.880]What I said dance come on come on
[01:08.910]So put your hands up
[01:10.290]Stop frontin and pop somethin
[01:12.060]Cornball n***az stay frontin ain't got nothin
[01:14.610]Mad cause the life I lead twice ya speed
[01:17.100]Brown skinned mami that's the wife I need
[01:19.290]Light that w**d front n***a might just bleed
[01:22.020]Tryin to ball with y'all but I might just flee
[01:24.270]The second coming of Christ
[01:25.650]I'll make you run for your life
[01:26.910]It's like a gun up against a knife
[01:28.680]You can never win when we fight to the end
[01:31.020]I'm tight with the pen
[01:32.130]Don't be going off the head cause they be blown off the head
[01:34.860]And showin off the skills of the mentally dead
[01:37.110]I do the knowledge before any words get said
[01:39.870]Herbs get me red hold on Simply Red
[01:42.780]Pimps be dead in rap everybody's fed with that
[01:45.240]Y'all could go ahead with that
[01:46.620]I'm trying to show you where my head is at
[01:48.420]Dread be the positive black
[01:49.950]Drop the B you get lack
[01:51.300]See you when you get back
[01:52.590]Lyrical three pack spiritual miracle
[01:55.380]Uhh Lord Jamar the imperial
[01:57.420]Microphone serial killer urban guerilla
[01:59.880]You acting mysterious we out to take this rap s**t seriosu
[02:07.770]Slap the taste out of your mouth then break out
[02:22.170]Now I'ma put a rush up on molasses
[02:27.420]Breeze on through like easy passes
[02:29.340]Wiggle more asses than aerobic classes
[02:31.470]El kabong my people blaze them trees up like Cheech and Chong
[02:34.440]Get that a*s open like a pair of butt cheeks in thong
[02:37.230]For sure dog I don't mean to come off pushy
[02:39.480]Blaze your party hot and have it smelling like D'bussy
[02:41.940]Spit my phlegm and drop my gem
[02:43.890]Collect my wins and copy the Benz with the icy rims
[02:46.710]I be dramatical mathematical radical thriller
[02:49.260]The mic killa wreckin more s**t than Godzilla
[02:51.960]Matter of fact I'm more iller knock your s**t off the pillar
[02:54.330]The four wheeler touched every flava but vanilla
[02:56.970]You know my name my game so shorty shake that thang
[03:09.000]I get you open like them ball head n***az on Rogaine
[03:29.490]Spit my flow all the way from New Ro'
[03:46.770]To Acapulco white poos brown like cocoa
[04:02.100]Flip flows def like so so

文本歌词

No Flagro
Uh what
Yeah Brand Nu' comin' through
Long Island Harlem World all out all out
Let's talk abou tit
What yeah now put ya hands up
Uh what now put ya hands up
Put ya hands up
Now get ya back up off the wall
I'm better feeling than running raw
Chain gang link I need a shrink
What y'all n***az think I'ma do when I get real money
Iano keys played in series
Peace to Lil' Cease
Microphone track board loose chord oh Lord
Promo number one Sadat X had a grenade
And the have next day I smashed the s**t Allie played
Now we delayed by ninety days
You better find me anyways
You better return to the Terrordome ain't nobody home
Non haters play the corner in the elevator
Crash crews smack the open palm so you don't bruise
You push a button and what happens nothing
I push one and there's a man with a gun in the doorway
I'm in 4A I been in there all day
I had some smokes some b***hes and chicken on a slab
There's enough for everybody so y'all n***az don't grab
Loon
Come on come on come on yo
So get your back up off the wall
What I said dance come on come on
So put your hands up
Stop frontin and pop somethin
Cornball n***az stay frontin ain't got nothin
Mad cause the life I lead twice ya speed
Brown skinned mami that's the wife I need
Light that w**d front n***a might just bleed
Tryin to ball with y'all but I might just flee
The second coming of Christ
I'll make you run for your life
It's like a gun up against a knife
You can never win when we fight to the end
I'm tight with the pen
Don't be going off the head cause they be blown off the head
And showin off the skills of the mentally dead
I do the knowledge before any words get said
Herbs get me red hold on Simply Red
Pimps be dead in rap everybody's fed with that
Y'all could go ahead with that
I'm trying to show you where my head is at
Dread be the positive black
Drop the B you get lack
See you when you get back
Lyrical three pack spiritual miracle
Uhh Lord Jamar the imperial
Microphone serial killer urban guerilla
You acting mysterious we out to take this rap s**t seriosu
Slap the taste out of your mouth then break out
Now I'ma put a rush up on molasses
Breeze on through like easy passes
Wiggle more asses than aerobic classes
El kabong my people blaze them trees up like Cheech and Chong
Get that a*s open like a pair of butt cheeks in thong
For sure dog I don't mean to come off pushy
Blaze your party hot and have it smelling like D'bussy
Spit my phlegm and drop my gem
Collect my wins and copy the Benz with the icy rims
I be dramatical mathematical radical thriller
The mic killa wreckin more s**t than Godzilla
Matter of fact I'm more iller knock your s**t off the pillar
The four wheeler touched every flava but vanilla
You know my name my game so shorty shake that thang
I get you open like them ball head n***az on Rogaine
Spit my flow all the way from New Ro'
To Acapulco white poos brown like cocoa
Flip flows def like so so
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