As We Enter
Damian \

As we enter, come let we take you on to dig this adventure

Must be dementia that you ever thought you could touch our credentials

What's the initials? Q-B Jamrock the lyrical officials

Send out the order, laws, and the rituals

Burn candles, say prayers, paint murals

It is truth we big news we hood heroes

Put ass to anchor, we come to conquer

I not badman, we not play Willy Wonka

And I got the guns, I got the ganja

And we could blaze it up on your block if you want to

Or haze it up stash-box in a Hummer

Or you could run up and get done up

Or get something that you want none of

Unlimited amount you collect from us

Direct from us, street intellectuals

And I'm shrewd about decimals and my man'll speak Patois

And I can speak rap star, y'all feel me

Even if it's in Swahili or body Ghani

Masuri Sana, switch up the language and move to Ghana

Salute and honor, real revolution rhymers

Rhythm piranhas, like two Obamas, unfold the drama

Word is out, hysteria you heard about

Nas and Jr. Gong came to turn it out

Body the verses till they scream murder out

The kings is back time to return the crown

Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming

Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds

Bet your jewels on it you don't want to lose on it

Either move on or move on it

Queens to Kingston gunshot we use and govern the kingdom

Rise up to Winstead I can see the fear up in your eyes, realize you can die any instant

And I can hear the sound of your voice when you must lose your life like mice in the kitchen

Snitching, I can see him pissing on his-self and he wetting up his thighs and he trying to resist it

Switching, I can smell him digging up shit like a fly, come around, and keep persisting

That's how you end up in a hit list

In a bad man business

No evidence

Crime scene, fingerprint-less

Flow effortless

Casual like the weekends

No pressure when

We're comfy and decent

We set this off beasting

Hunting season

And, frankly speaking

Word is out, hysteria you heard about

Nas and Jr. Gong came to turn it out

Body the verses till they scream murder out

The kings is back time to return the crown

Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming

Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds

Bet your jewels on it you don't want to lose on it

Either move on or move on it


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