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Slum Village

Genres: Hip-Hop

Untitled/fantastic Lyrics - Slum Village

Yo, you owe it to me, get fucking cash about the sleeve 

I'mma show you all how to emcee 

See I can rock a floor while I rock with high beams 

I rock with SV, one of the soldiers of the team 

See y'all niggas is dope fiends hoping for a dream 

I intervene like a case of gangrene 

Gain the green then exit the scene 

With a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jeans 

See I'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for Mac Nick 

And niggas at Conant Gardens trying to do shit 

See life ain't a game it remains intense 

Lock hold to a nigga like a dog tracing a scent 

See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent 

Feelin it, y'all ass is read! 

 

Uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical Voltron 

Hypocrites get stepped upon, in the combat 

Don't you come back until you wax your song 

In this spiritual warfare 

You up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedek 

Don't shoot 'til you see this, just sit back 

Breath, I got more where this comes from-from 

Jay-Dee, thee original drum master 

You will never hit the best 

Fast or slow? It doesn't matter though, T-3 times emcees callin' the lap 

Baatin is the one who's in the tree of life 

Hold tight, don't ever give up in the fight 

Grace, can only come into the sight 

Soul power' it ignites like the sun 

SV dominates the industry for fun 

For fun (fun), for fun (fun), for fun (fun), for fun 

 

Yea, yea to the beat 

Yea, yea ya know it can't-can't stop 

It can't-can't quit 

Stance answers put up your hands and fist 

For the band, and if ya can't stand 

One of my man's then you're sleeping on some sandman shit 

Like damn man! wake up, as we bring the action 

On some Van Damme, more like a grand-slam hit, (c'mon) 

For the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip (c'mon) 

We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits 

Before we go-go, we gettin on some damn Wham shit 

Against, as for second hand brand kicks 

Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land 

It's the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am 

Do-do don't stop, we can't can't quit, we can't-can't 

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