fears you shared before I thought that they made it clear (and they did) Our sound is not welcome here (you should know) This is the crush of the year
fears you shared before I thought that they made it clear- (and they did) Our sound is not welcomed here (You should know) This is the crush of the year
crush your spirit No matter what, you still window shop for lyrics If you was a pimp, put tricks on the stroll And if those were soldiers, give 'em bigger
get up in that ass money the fact you tryin' to test me kinda bugs me I leave crews fed up, like handicap niggas tryin' to get up emcees get wet up with
it Stop selling my record, give me the money back nigga If I don't sell at least a million Cut my dick off if I get down and don't get off Crush my
up in that ass money The fact you tryin' to test me kinda bugs me I leave crews fed up like handicap niggas tryin' to get up Emcees get wet up with
get up in that ass money The fact you tryin' to test me kinda bugs me I leave crews fed up, like handicap niggas tryin' to get up Emcees get wet up with
beach niggaz walked through new york and crushed the buildings then this MARCY project nigga came and stole the crown Right after the king of NY got shot down 10 years
walked in new york and crushed the buildings then this marcy-project niggah came and stole the crown, right after the king of NY got shot down, ten years
ghost I be the seven twenty-one, eighteen twenty-one The illest one, I'm almost doper than anyone Straight out the late nights of bed-stuy Steppin up,
THE FUCK UP! Luck said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up Act like a
niggaz walked in new york and crushed the buildings then this marcy-project niggah came and stole the crown, right after the king of NY got shot down, ten years
eighteen twenty-one The illest one, I'm almost doper than anyone Straight out the late nights of Bed-Stuy Steppin up, y'all put your weapons up, I make
UP! Luck said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up Act like a man and
Up, Get Into it, Get involved"] [Bobby Byrd:] ("GET INVOLVED!!!" GET INVOLVED!!!" GET INVOLVED!!!" GET INVOLVED!!!") [Intro: Nas] Hold up, hold up, hold up
in which he has beef And sins against every week When he's hugging the streets And bring him close by the Power of the Holy Ghost The same God who crushed His Son 2000 years
, so approved by Carly Simon Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin To all - rise and shine - give God the glory I already give a percent
