I make it on the humble, it's marvelous. Sippin fine wine and champagne. Smokin cannibis, poor folks don't understand this. Helicopter rides, first class airline flights.
[nine] aiyyo whattup son how you feelin kid?. [frog] aiyyo man yo I'm killin. Yo I was coolin on the corner the other day man. Kid said, "yo how you gonna hit em man? ".
I would like to be here, I would like to be there. I would like to everywhere at once. I know that's a contradiction in terms. And it's a problem, especially when.
There's death in the air, my eyes are bloodshot red.. I'm forever blunted so I don't care.. Word to my nappy black hair, it's the year of the leader,.
Merry fucking christmas, don't diss this lyracist on pissed. Get a fist to your esophogus. Hook you like fish, throw you in a dish. Blow you up like a cyst, drop you in the abyss.
When these wounds were the only thing for me to. Keep. Everything went black. This river of blood is seeping from my open sores. Everything went black.
Born alone die alone guess whos on the microphone *project nigga*. Deep voice put your boots on. Come take a walk down the alley with the gat. Enter my cypher where everythings black.
"redrum". "everybody won heaven? " "redrum". "everybody won heaven? " "redrum". "everybody won heaven? " "redrum". "everybody won heaven? " "redrum". "everybody won heaven? " "redrum".
We used to be nomads. We travelled the land. Watching our herd with fur cap in hand. Our nights they were starless. We slept in the caves. Away from the sky -.
[nine]. I waste mc's like time. Who wanna know the incredible original nine. Burnin mc's at degrees of five-hundred farenheit. Drop em back to celsius, lord help me it's insane.
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your arms. Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your arms. Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your arms. Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your arms.
Ah, man, this shit is ill. Ah, this shit is butter right here kid. This that old flav kid. . I enter the room with the bang and the boom. And the tune where heat fumes, hot like June.
Guido, pronto. Signore Contini, telephone. Go ahead. . Guido, I was lazing around my bedroom. When an idea occurred to me. I thought you might be. Wondering about Guido.
Verse one:. . (nine). Word life. Every day. Every single day. Same old thing nah mean. Just anther struggle trying to put food in your stomach. Keep a roof over your head.
Fighter. Oximated. World gonna get up and see. I'm a warrior. isolated. World gonna listen to me. Violence. Set the Free. Wings are gonna spread up. Still a fighter.
Fighter - Oximated. World gonna get up and see. I'm a warrior. Isolated. World gonna listen to me. Violence - Set it free. Wings are gonna spread up. Still a fighter.
You, her. You, her and me. We, with the wheels. Drive to the beach. . With no sleep. We're racing to beat. The sun as it rides to the top. Of the palm trees.
While we talk. Talking cake. Crumbs move. To the edges. . Of your mouth. And fleck off. Off in all. Directions. . All i see. Flying bits. I begin. Counting.
Here I go, walking home on a cold winter night. And my day was just such a mess. People tend to be strange, always picking a fight. Going crazy from all the stress.
We never talked. About the thing. We witnessed. What sadness came. . Our conversations. Stayed safe. From year to year. Like a pact we'd made. . We never talked.