40th-street-black-we-will-fight

We live our lives, unite as one We live our lives, unite as one I'm a bad mother, shut your mouth Insanity, D.B.D., high, stretch your mouth What the stress about? I ain't that stressed out Fact, you knew that before you left the house Fresh out the produce section Gaze at my shine like a showroom necklace Def wit, steppin' in deck direction I'm checkin' niggas like that's question Crossed 110th, nah Crossed Belmont, Montauk, Tomahawks Hark the Soundwalk, Ponson, Twisted and Pimps Don't sippin', money can affect the muscle Niggas watch you hustlin' Still you gettin' your first food lead Cuttin' out of school to pump their purse loosely Then graduate to wait, take it out of state Duct tape anything opposing Heron, MC Frozen, Cuba Link, Chains of Golden, Odin Everybody hopin' enough to keep it raw But man, I feel it now, I'm comin' back and more Man, I'm so turnt up For the man I wanna burnt up Y'all don't wanna drive my world up The world first up The game is the world versus us Y'all was good till the world heard us Y'all don't want them clan birds up Y'all don't want your man served up Gotta get the fans worked up Homie, really wanna play stand up I'ma catch me a wave, surf's up Riding on the track like this Make me wanna act like this Make me wanna smack that trick Make a killer really wanna yap that kid If he can finna be shapped, that's it Master Minerals in a glass house Playin' four of the wool, no trainers or glassed out Lettin' all birds with underbolts into the world of track Only younger folks charged with the vitality and magnitude Enlarge reality with master rhythm Emmanuel without the technical part from the beginning to give off electrical spark I respect you if you respect me, everything is for real WTC, no fake asses, don't run to see me break bread Never had pop, it's empty, let's get it Flippin' up, then we split it The money train, killer beats on your brain W's everywhere, one on your chain Homeboy for life, please don't change If I hide in my house, it ain't no thang If you see the dig, don't say Jack Call me original, don't say Cap I'm on the low, might be at the murder Holdin' up a place y'all cats never heard of, yeah Chicks wanna pee me out, nasty ass Want me to pee in their mouth, but now I'm out About the length of sticks Cut, bang a few notes up top, we call it B-smoke Figure the street cold, show you like the deep throat Legit rumpa, we suffer from the heat stroke Blast barrels, embrace my leaf smoke All killians, ready for backup Pollen's to act up, niggas need a backup Snare up with my cut, no cut, straight up UG's on the court, never miss a layer Listen, MC's chained to live out their name Some vote to bust, some vote to train Some motherfuckers wish they never came When they met the nine swordsman of Wu-Tang Now I'm out the body, boards up to the spotty The party is filled with god body It's not a state model, comin' through with those bottles And that was me, please All eyes follow, snap me a fuck of the right, that's nice Hit with the rocker, with you, stay proper I drink with the copper, so up in the chopper Stopper, you wanna have a menage a trois I can tell by the bra With the rocker, the team, with the olive, the lava You wish your wish upon a star You wish your wish upon a star We live our lives, you die as one You will fight When I am gone We live our lives, you die as one We live our lives, you die as one