Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin
apple Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin
you hip hop, I'm leaving you My life sentence is served, bitch, and it's just Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life Too late for
words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't dissolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop 'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect
to sit back and lose focus Spit that mack-a-docious Most ferocious Cash all in my holsters Burn more bread than toasters You must know this, the cats I'm with is the coldest Hip-hop
as he said is he just a mason Double in persuasion hip hop is power Redone the invasion I'm gonna fight for my fans I'm gonna fight for the kids and make
for the 90's You know I'm talkin' about my most valuable player Buddies, ya, know so, I'ma drop 'em on ya like this Check it out, to the brothers who put me on In hip
up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer You don't like it Well stay out of my fucking way Duck for the
a past tense So I like to live my life like a big carnival Get drunk, act like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers
(Watcher) Jeah, uhh, it's what I do for a livin' nigga (Watcher) Eat for a livin' nigga (Watcher) That's how I live for a livin' nigga (Watcher) Okay,
and no one else can hurt me unless I let them is you feelin me and misery loves company and I had my share of misery no mystery my infamy got me in hip hop
run shit See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect
guy dunked off of your crown I flow like smoke out a chimney You never been me You wanna rap But what you're making ain't hip hop B Get your clothes
they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep In they own cut but they gon' sacks sellin' for life If you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em And leave 'em naggin' for
few New York niggaz, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her and
I'm writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion of Com Is like that of a ocean, devotion 'cause I'm The Earth, Wind, and Fire of hip hop
CHORUS [Saukrates] Little piece of sumpin' "Play" "Orginial rap" "Play" Little piece of sumpin' "Play" "Hardcore in hip-hop" [
