Yo Ant, kick the beat you just kicked a little while ago...nn[ VERSE 1 ]nI bitchslap rappers so hard it give em whiplashnYou fuckin with sleeveless t-shirts, where your tricks at?nLook left, look right, wait, where your chick at?nShe findin out she walk and talk right, provide dick pipenI'm a big baller, shot caller, all a y'all are runnin lapsnLet me tell you little fuckers a story walkin outnYou probably think you're somebody big talkin loudnYou're transparent, I been starin through your Karl KaninArt imitates life imitates artnGet it straight, slice through the mic, pourin out my heartnWhen it's late night we litter the landscapenAnimate our dead opposition to get one last phoney handshakenI read a lot and write a lot, empty my pockets at the giro shopnHit the cash machine for some green, maybe a ten spotnI said giro cause my Greek's a little brokennBut my four-letter French works fine if you're provokinnn[ CHORUS ]nAnd we killers in the morning, killers in the eveningnWake up and we yawnin, happy we still breathinnGot one longin, that's to keep eatinnWe here to stay and we ain't leavinnn(Rock y'all)n(Everything gonna be alright)nn[ VERSE 2 ]nI'm a cross between John Gotti and Mahatma GhandinLook between pimp and square, you probably find menThere, in vain I solemnly swearnI'm a Guardian Angel with gang signs in the airnI spent too much time fuckin with sorry sobsnTreatin beats like bitches, flippin ménage à trois'snYou ain't tryin to see us angry, pop, we already hardnFuckin the the diplomats'll get you horribly scarrednFrom the cat behind the wall who play handball in the yardnTo the one that run the block as head baller in chargenTo the brothers with the kufis on that walk with the godsnMission Hill, Caprini Green, all ghetto scenerynEvery city got us beaten up, down tryin creepin upnSoundbombing people, what? Till we get a equal cutnWe come through straight smashin on the hatersnWitness the world, the Rhymesayersnn[ CHORUS ]nn(Rock y'all)n(Everything gonna be alright)nn[ VERSE 3 ]nOften the brain runsnAnd expresses itself in words, sometimes profane onesnThat's when it first occurred to me where the pain comesnFrom, page one in my rhyme booknIf you listen closely you can picture how my line looksnYou presently pressed to be restin next to menThe best of me molestin destiny wrestlin with ecstacynThe recipe for immoratlitynFlows actually be on the malls and factoriesnOf urban life with the laws of gravitynAudacity, you got a lot of itnCommon sense should tell you not to rap againstnMy obvious dominancenMy real lilfe size is bigger than your confidencenn[ CHORUS ]
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4th King All You Need Baby Don't Go Babygirl Back Stage Pacin' Bad Ma Fucka Bad Mufucker Pt. II Bad Mufucker, Pt. II Begin Here Best @it Best@It blah blah blah Blah Blah Blah (Featuring Slug) Breakin Dawn Breakin' Dawn Brothers and Sisters Chain Link Champion Champion (Remix) Champion... Crown Jewel Daylight Dorian Ear To Ear Electric Energy Faheem Fajr Five Fingers Of Death Forest Whitaker Forest Whitiker Freedom Ain't Free Freedom Aint Free Fresh Air Games Gather Round Good Lord Here House Keys Letter From The Government Letter To My Countrymen Life Sentence Little Rodney Lookin at Me Sideways Lookin' At Me Sideways Missing Teeth Mourning In America My Beloved Namesake Nardwuar Need a Knot Nice Double Em Nine Double 'Em Nine Double Em Only Life I Know Palm The Joker Pay Them Back Pedigree Philistine David Picket Fence Prince Charming Rain Water Real As Can Be Room With a View Say Amen Self Taught Shadows On The Sun Shine On Singing This Song Sleepwalker Slippin' Away Soul Whisper Star Quality Stop The Press Take Me Home The Believers The Bite Marked Heart The freshest kids The Preacher The Puzzle The Travelers They're Finished Think It Through Tight Rope Truth Is Uncle Sam Goddamn Us Victory! (Come Forward) Walking Away Watcha Got Whatcha' Got When The Beat Comes In Win Some Lose Some Work Everyday Writer's Block Writer\u2019s Block Years You Say (Puppy Love)
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