you been or what you did before If I say you gotta go then you gotta go [VERSE:] Verse 2 is about this young loud type nigga You kno one of them always
Same Way One Bredda Di A Hype Up Bullet Inna Gun Buss Him Tripe Up Along Time Mi Nuh Trust Him If A Killing Busy Mek Wi Go Fuss Him Killer Low Mek
same way one bredda di a hype up bullet inna gun buss him tripe up Along time mi nuh trust him if a killing busy mek wi go fuss him Killer low mek
you dare and I doubt you Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you? Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you As long as you clap
P:] Time I testify, listen Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? I'm yellow but I'm dark for real And why nobody flip when Martin was killed? Why
a leash if you dare and I doubt you Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck about you? Niggas on the streets gon' keep talkin' shit about you As long
you know about the space you get lost in Your peoples can't hear you in the distortion The desert is absorption And you sucked and you stuck off american
spiritual plane Tried to kill the pride And destroy the name We just two bad brothers Who will never quit I'm Mos Def Kweli We the ultimate Make sure that you tell Everybody you
you could see bed-stuy if you lookin' in my draws Always talkin' 'bout you ballin', look you wanna ball Word on the streets, niggaz ready to put you on the wall You
Hi-Tek, turn it up a notch Hail Mary, 'matta fact hail Jane Niggaz take my name in vain like I was cocaine My affirmations kill emcees like assassination Bringin' you
P:] Time I testify, listen Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? I'm yellow but I'm dark for real And why nobody flip when Martin was killed? Why Mandela
man Dan in a fine fickle fix of fellowship and fools frontin' Fact remains Benneton ads on crack make you move something Similar to Hi-Tek and Talib only at hi
put you on the wall You just a leg shooter, you aim your gun low I shoot my tek high I keep a Hi-Tek like the producer Pap ripped the Desi, till that
