from the best, same game in repetition Own a lot of hoes, cause I'm a pimp of the click Broads causes of my temper, known to bomb on a bitch Smoke my
who knows" [Big Shug] "Give a nigga pain" "It's the real...it's the Militia" [Big Shug] First name vete-, last name -ran I drop bombs hit you with the
being a gentleman, and leaning the shoulder But where I draw the line is when you try'na be to get over Why go to Papados and spend fifty on all that bull? We can drop
breach the classes So dodge your ?? before they drop the bombs and release the gases [Verse 2: QWEL] I can't drag you to the virus, but I can die trying
Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast Some bust blocks, feared on the block Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top Drug money flowin' . . . . . . Jealousy
chick-chick-chick-chick-chhhhh Yo, yo, yo, dropped down a man-hole, yo, I rap ammo Blows out your candle, check, yo Dropped down a man-hole, I rap ammo
dem build some mediocre counteraction songs. Naw it's just a reminder to the fans, to the One Order, to the Clans, that Vybz Kartel can still drop his lyrical bombs
fi dem build some mediocre counteraction songs. Naw its just a reminder to the fans, to the One Order, to the Clans, that Vybz Kartel can still drop his lyrical bombs
horses a dead head, a blunt needle you've broken your wings you've lost your demon drop the bomb, spread the virus marxist priests teach defiance change
a gentleman, and leaning the shoulder But where I draw the line is when you try'na be to get over Why go to Papados and spend fifty on all that bull? We can drop
piece Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast Some bust blocks, feared on the block Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top Drug money flowin' . . . . . .
gotta spit the truth The illest troop you can't keep a good sound down in Tokyo my sh*t is heard around town I'm screamin' on emcees: unless you drop