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from Shyheim - The Lost Generation (1996)
(trigger tha gambler)
There a toker, under the numb, scumb looker Get the gatherin, big willy, me, thug rich and booker The gun to gun, face off, street smart nigga That I'm ready to tear your numbers right off the burners To throw the d-8 trace off, ruckus click cause the mystery Sellin, which, cap killin, go down in history You dissin me, bell to releact the combat I sit back, when niggaz throw raps I be like, "where your are at" (rubbabandz) It's a leaky-leak world and I don't give a f**k All I wanna do is puff that purple stuff The sun ain't never shine on my block It's like a permanent eclipse The only light is gun spark Fightin on the premissis, that you want to be yours Catch your on the stairs, your floor's eight But, you won't make it past four I'm sick and tired of niggaz actin high fashional Flashin, wackin and not reactin (smoothe da hustler) Yall niggaz, know what time it is Leavin niggaz withour no watches When I drop this shit about hustlin Yall niggaz know, who rhyme it is You gettin the head from bathroom To book-book to rap-rap to tracks-tracks to wax-wax When starts toss the headphone The dead zone, mc's get done since The grittiest square root Equals a dead mother f**ker in my circumference The shell maxed, well matched, dressed in black leather To come through buildin for buildin Jack dead for crime cheddar (shyheim) All day, I dream about guns, money, cars and bitches Thirsty niggaz, who want my riches I got somethin for em, in '96, you gotta be trife or die That's how it is in the streets of s.i., in God we trust the lye Niggaz I run with, their mentality is f**k it And heated with a vest, gun cocked ready to buck shit Altough they do, to makin crack and dope sales And jiggy-jigg won't stop us from gettin the dough, for real (trigger) money, clips and fat stacks make the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (rubba) alcohol and marijuana makes the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (smoothe) cocaine, lactose and boilin water makes the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (shyheim) big guns, money and pussy makes the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round, round (rubbabandz) Shaolin, stapleton born and raised The battlegrounds is where we spend most of our days I lick a shot for niggaz slingin cooked up rocks To make the prophet, so all y'all crap niggaz need to stop it I see my peeps transform like autobots Shootin at missed, prime ass niggaz, who stop us from makin figgaz We can't be eliminated, the world wil be contaminated G.p. players activated (d.v. alias khrist) Shot twenty shells, twenty heads fell Twenty bodies rapped, twenty churches rung death bells The bitch f**ker, the thug cop chucker The glock under my belt, tucker, the wild mother f**ker My lifestyles, maxin, taxin, a pistol wipin Girl come here, bitch slapped and carjackin Cap carrier, contract arrangin, twenty-thousand dollar hit Body, the scenic (shyheim) Bet your life nigga on two red and one green dice For fifty cents, nickels or get nice and pay the price A hot rolex with ice, fit around my wrist A gorilla in the mist, with a four fifth, kill you and your bitch Get you open like bullet wounds, deadly like toxic fumes Get my peoples ? ? ? through all the ballons Wack rappers and listeners, this for all yall Can't follow, put my records out on virgin Cause my styles be sellin (smoothe da hustler) Brooklyn and shaolin puttin the hurtin in front of the curtain Hookin and crookin, I'm takin back uptown, back downtown like fulton I house the best, when I be rappin, I be packin So niggaz in clubs, fire marshalls got me on house arrest Front, I caution it, I bless so many mics After I die, niggaz'll cut my hand off and auction it Nineteen seventy-seven, february eighth This little nigga be packin big, but I ain't got faith to hustle it (rubba) thugs, slugs and drugs make the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (trigger) hand in pistol, pull out the gristle makes the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (shyheim) murderers and carjackers make the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round (smoothe) state to state, pushin weight make the world go round (d.v.) what makes the world go round, tound, round, round, round (d.v. alias khrist) Brooklyn, brownsville makes the world go round Shaolin, stapleton makes the world go round G.p. wu makes the world go round D.r. period makes the world go round D.v. alias khrist makes the world go round I said the ruckus makes the world go round Mr. trigger makes the world go round Smoothe da hustler, definitely makes the world go round Shyheim makes the world go round Rubbabandz makes the world go round The nexx level click makes the world go round It be the crew that makes the world go round It be the crew, it be the crew that makes the world go round It be the crew, it be the crew makes the world go round |
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