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Inspectah Deck

Genres: Hip-Hop

Play Iv Keeps Lyrics - Inspectah Deck

Ha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 

One time. yo 

Never liked son from day one bring you tool 

That nigga stick you and play dumb hate a bitch ass 

Who care where you came from you ain't prepared 

for when the pain come this nigga scared shook to death 

from a cold stare stuntin knowin my brothers fiend 

to do you somethin over here we head huntin 

in the function I smell fear, adrenaline start pumpin 

I Smash Pumpkins, Hard Rock be in the Cafe 

Tear the club up, and anyone that try to judge us 

The last days, makin sure I get the last say 

In the food chain, is you predator or prey? 

If you featherweight, lyrics blow your back 

crack your vertabrae, lookin for a better way 

to get my point across, thoughts accelerate 

at the same speed, of the muder rate 

Lord, never perpetrate a fraud, til my nigga Carlton Fisk 

see the boss, truly yours, Mr. Meth 

 

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Life's a snippet, one way ticket 

Time tickin fast, blink you might miss it 

Semen on Street shit, you might catch fifty stitches 

Body bag sprayed up, buried in muddy ditches 

I play for keeps, bust heat you catch cold feet 

My rap sheet, speak for itself, concrete 

Evident, Killa Hill, resident, double dart agent 

Secret intelligent my rap style's flagrant 

One: all 

Feel the sting of a killa bee, Johnny Blaze 

Street Life, Deck and Mobb Deep, Play IV Keeps 

In the city that you never sleep, pay attention 

Ain't no shittin when you gotta eat, we hold it down 

 

I move like Mad Max 'cross the wasteland 

One hand holds the head of the last brave man 

Made man, Cuban Link chain of command 

Authorized fam', hot like Sahara sand 

My live team turn the club to a crime scene 

High beams flash, promoters die behind CREAM 

 

Photos 

 

Get your face blown, might face the chrome 

We take this more serious than just a poem 

 

I think about a lot of shit, especially when I'm bent 

About the foul shit goin on in my life, current event 

It's evident I smoke ciggarette down to Brownsville 

Thinkin to myself -- how many lives must my pound kill? 

Hopefully none, ain't the one to give chase 

Hemmed by Jake, worryin who might turn state's 

So I chill, put my killa niggaz on the battlefield 

On the low plottin silent murderer, never doubt still 

never follow beef hey beef follow me 

Wanna settle in the court I say settle in the streets 

like our pops did it, you got gats get hot with it 

Now you dry snitchin, because you got knocked with it 

I just rock with it, go with the flow, think for a hot minute 

Stash my dough secure the funds of profit 

 

Yo, extreme rhyme niggaz, you wastin your time 

F**kin with my niggaz, extrordinary line swishin 

your mind out position, tryin to figure this shit 

Rewind it and listen quick, you might miss this 

Olympic, rap jave-lon, travel beyond, your weak song 

Doin this for too long, to not come strong 

You're only a pawn of Viet Dong 

Tryin to form against mines, you musta just been born 

Secluded on a distant farm 

This is the real world, where niggaz get shot and shanked 

Where there's tremendous pain, you get your frame inflamed 

Crushed to dust, by the next man's clutch 

It's Infamous you f**ks, intense bad luck. 

One 

Stand strong on our two feet, we all ready 

for a war here, f**k peace, what? 

One 

Stand strong on our two feet, we all ready 

for a war here, f**k peace, peace 

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