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[00:00.490]Y'all know y'all done messed up now right Fo' real
[00:04.630]You know you messed up I'm not laughing
[00:09.350]All y'all beats is soundin' the same y'all rhymin' the same
[00:11.850]Some of y'all even wearing the same jewelry
[00:13.730]And y'all doin' the same videos
[00:14.860]Shut up you know you messed up right
[00:16.930]That's why they brought me back in this game
[00:18.930]To bring it right back to the essence
[00:21.580]Oh yeah and all this kill this kill that kill this
[00:23.820]Lemme tell you somethin'
[00:25.390]The real killers they're standin' right over there
[00:28.910]Waitin' for you to act like a killer so they can kill you
[00:31.930]Yo Sedeck do me a favor yo
[00:34.240]Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage
[00:37.260]To just move back a little 'cuz it's about to get real rowdy
[00:40.250]In the front yo they comin' yo
[00:43.140]I could never forget the underground hip hop
[00:46.210]I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke
[00:49.520]Workin' at Burger King hustlin' dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle
[00:54.450]All the projects man you know what I'm sayin' yo
[00:57.620]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
[01:01.250]Kick a little somethin' for the new Jerusalem
[01:03.510]Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
[01:05.960]Where you came from
[01:07.270]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
[01:10.780]Kick a little somethin' for the street DJs
[01:13.040]Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
[01:15.410]Where you came from
[01:16.470]Yo yo this probably the hardest verse that I ever recite
[01:18.970]I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
[01:21.530]Surrounded by gangsters I don't know how they got here
[01:23.590]But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra in his young years
[01:26.400]New York on my way to Kennedy airport
[01:29.020]L A I was told wear colors wherever you walk
[01:31.080]Dirt dirty south I heard they run up in your house
[01:33.380]Shakespeare no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse
[01:36.250]What MCs y'all ain't nothing but assassins
[01:38.390]Every two lines is killin' or incarceration
[01:40.450]Murderation closed casket cremation
[01:43.020]Closest you got to prison was seein' barson television
[01:45.790]But I'ma go long as this thug phenomenon
[01:47.920]Pass me a bandanna two shots from my Mag-num
[01:50.230]All of that to get your attention
[01:52.560]Here's a few things I been dyin' to mention
[01:54.680]Anyone talk about guns I'ma buy the cartel
[01:57.110]Any more beats soundin' the same I'ma put your MPC to cell
[01:59.790]Listen reminiscing on nas it ain't hard to tell
[02:02.100]Still feel like somebody's watching me like Rockwell
[02:04.470]Talk about diamonds I'ma kidnap Jacob
[02:06.530]Talk about the Fugues I'ma break up the make up
[02:09.220]Put your stake up I'm about to work my way back to the streets
[02:11.900]And y'all wanna bootleg 'cuz y'all will get Jay-Z
[02:14.020]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
[02:17.390]Kick a little something for the projects Clef
[02:19.780]Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
[02:22.100]Where you came from
[02:23.480]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
[02:26.940]Kick a little something for the hip hop fans
[02:29.190]Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
[02:31.490]Where you came from
[02:32.950]Hip hop fans y'all like the woman in my house
[02:34.890]No matter how faithful I am y'all still have your doubts
[02:37.440]Talkin' 'bout is he real in this relationship
[02:39.890]Or did he go pop and on the side get a mistress
[02:42.510]My mistress is a guitar classical like Mozart
[02:45.020]Paint murder on the wall just to show y'all some art
[02:47.350]And y'all wanna start and lose body parts
[02:49.420]I suggest you start walkin' tell your man stop talking
[02:51.970]You know the scenario the innocent is always the first to go
[02:54.840]And Dorothy sings somewhere over the rainbow
[02:57.140]Kum ba ya got you trapped in barbed wire
[02:59.400]D**e delivery but I'm the ghost writer
[03:01.580]Tall tribes of Juda deeper than books
[03:04.070]Watch what you cook 'cuz you might get hooked
[03:06.260]Man I miss real MCs
[03:08.810]Like Kool G Rap written in graffiti
[03:11.180]Before the plane I used to take the train
[03:13.490]Watch fiends puttin' up they vein moms raisin' Caine
[03:16.110]Able's on the roof cook like a goose
[03:18.170]To calm my nerve I drink Vodka 180 proof
[03:20.540]I'm back in the shack lay flat on my back
[03:23.100]Two choices sell rap or sell crack
[03:25.370]Chose sell rap but watch my back like I'm sellin' crack
[03:27.990]'Cuz the music industry is the same street format
[03:30.560]I sold y'all Nappy Heads to the score to the carnival
[03:33.450]But yet y'all still wanted more
[03:34.940]Since Sedeck went back came off wit a break
[03:37.320]I blend so perfect that you would want it for your mix tape
[03:58.920]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
[04:02.180]Kick a little something for the brothers up north
[04:04.570]Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
[04:06.880]Where you came from
[04:08.270]Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin

文本歌词

Y'all know y'all done messed up now right Fo' real
You know you messed up I'm not laughing
All y'all beats is soundin' the same y'all rhymin' the same
Some of y'all even wearing the same jewelry
And y'all doin' the same videos
Shut up you know you messed up right
That's why they brought me back in this game
To bring it right back to the essence
Oh yeah and all this kill this kill that kill this
Lemme tell you somethin'
The real killers they're standin' right over there
Waitin' for you to act like a killer so they can kill you
Yo Sedeck do me a favor yo
Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage
To just move back a little 'cuz it's about to get real rowdy
In the front yo they comin' yo
I could never forget the underground hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke
Workin' at Burger King hustlin' dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle
All the projects man you know what I'm sayin' yo
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
Kick a little somethin' for the new Jerusalem
Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came from
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
Kick a little somethin' for the street DJs
Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came from
Yo yo this probably the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters I don't know how they got here
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra in his young years
New York on my way to Kennedy airport
L A I was told wear colors wherever you walk
Dirt dirty south I heard they run up in your house
Shakespeare no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse
What MCs y'all ain't nothing but assassins
Every two lines is killin' or incarceration
Murderation closed casket cremation
Closest you got to prison was seein' barson television
But I'ma go long as this thug phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna two shots from my Mag-num
All of that to get your attention
Here's a few things I been dyin' to mention
Anyone talk about guns I'ma buy the cartel
Any more beats soundin' the same I'ma put your MPC to cell
Listen reminiscing on nas it ain't hard to tell
Still feel like somebody's watching me like Rockwell
Talk about diamonds I'ma kidnap Jacob
Talk about the Fugues I'ma break up the make up
Put your stake up I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg 'cuz y'all will get Jay-Z
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
Kick a little something for the projects Clef
Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came from
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
Kick a little something for the hip hop fans
Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came from
Hip hop fans y'all like the woman in my house
No matter how faithful I am y'all still have your doubts
Talkin' 'bout is he real in this relationship
Or did he go pop and on the side get a mistress
My mistress is a guitar classical like Mozart
Paint murder on the wall just to show y'all some art
And y'all wanna start and lose body parts
I suggest you start walkin' tell your man stop talking
You know the scenario the innocent is always the first to go
And Dorothy sings somewhere over the rainbow
Kum ba ya got you trapped in barbed wire
D**e delivery but I'm the ghost writer
Tall tribes of Juda deeper than books
Watch what you cook 'cuz you might get hooked
Man I miss real MCs
Like Kool G Rap written in graffiti
Before the plane I used to take the train
Watch fiends puttin' up they vein moms raisin' Caine
Able's on the roof cook like a goose
To calm my nerve I drink Vodka 180 proof
I'm back in the shack lay flat on my back
Two choices sell rap or sell crack
Chose sell rap but watch my back like I'm sellin' crack
'Cuz the music industry is the same street format
I sold y'all Nappy Heads to the score to the carnival
But yet y'all still wanted more
Since Sedeck went back came off wit a break
I blend so perfect that you would want it for your mix tape
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
Kick a little something for the brothers up north
Let people know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came from
Every time I keep pullin' out y'all keep pullin' me in sin
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