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Angan (Tipe-X)

Lepas semua angan tinggi melayang
Coba menghindar dari kenyataan
Mikirin hidup yang nggak karuan
Malah bikin bingung nggak pernah ada jawaban
Semua menjauhi lelah hati terus begini
Jenuh mencoba putus asa
M'rasa diri seolah nggak punya arti

Tapi teringat nasehat nenek
Orang hidup harus punya tujuan
Nggak perlu malu hadapi kenyataan
Jangan hidup ini cuma jadi beban
Ternyata nasehat nenek benar
Nggak boleh malas
Ternyata semua harus dikejar
Dan matahari pun bersinar
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http://www.getalyric.com
by : blackblade_0705

Anugerah Yang Terindah (Gradasi)

Anugerah yang terindah yang diberikan-Nya
Kepada s’luruh umat di dunia
Ada rasa cinta yang memberi arti
Kehidupan ini

Bridge:
Karenanya ada pengorbanan
‘tuk buktikan nilai cinta
Tapi mengapa masih ada rasa
Dendam permusuhan antara kita

Reff:
Tiada sempurna cinta manusia
Hingga dia mampu mencinta
Sesamanya tanpa ada perbedaan

Tiada sempurna cinta manusia
Tanpa berbagi rasa
Kasih suci anugerah yang indah

Vida Loka (Parte2) (Racionais Mc's)

Deixa eu fala, pocê,
Tudo, tudo, tudo vai, tudo é fase irmão,
Logo mais vamo arrebentar no mundao,
De cordão de elite, 18 quilate,
Poê no pulso, logo brait,

Que tal? Tá bom?

De lupa, mochilon, bombeta branca e vinho,
Champanhe para o ar, que é pra abrir nossos caminhos,
Pobre é o Diabo, eu odeio a ostentaçao,
Pode rir, ri, mais não desacredita não,

É só questão de tempo, o fim do sofrimento,
Um brinde pros guerreiro, Zé povinho eu lamento,
Vermes que só faz peso na Terra,

Tira o zóio,

Tira o zóio, vê se me erra,
Eu durmo pronto pra guerra,
E eu não era assim, eu tenho ódio,
E sei que é mau pra mim,
Fazer o que se é assim,
VIDA LOKA CABULOSA,
O cheiro é de Pólvora,
E eu prefiro rosas,

E eu que...E eu que...

Sempre quis um lugar,
Gramado e limpo, assim, verde como o mar,
Cercas brancas, uma seringueira com balança,
Disbicando pipa cercado de criança...

Hou...Hou Brown

Acorda sangue bom,
Aqui é Capão Redondo, tru
Não o qualqué mão,
Zona Sul é o invés, é stress concentrado,
Um coração ferido, por metro quadrado...

Quanto mais tempo eu vou resistir,
Pior que eu ja vi meu lado bom na U.T.I,
Meu anjo do perdão foi bom,
Mas tá fraco,
Culpa dos imundo, do espírito opaco,

Eu queria ter, pra testa e vê,
Um malote, com glória, fama,
Embrulhado em pacote,
Se é isso que ceis qué,
Vem pegá,

Jogar num rio de merda e ver vários **,
Dinheiro é foda,
Na mão de favelado, é mó guela,
Na crise, vários pedra 90, esfarela,

Eu vou jogá pra ganha,
O meu money, vai e vem,
Porém quem tem, tem,
Não cresço o zóio em niguém,
O que tiver que ser,
Será meu,
Tá escrito nas estrela,
vai reclamar com Deus,

Imagina nóis de Audi,
Ou de Citröen,
Indo aqui, indo ali,
Só Pam,
De vai e vem,
No Capão, no Apurá, vô colá,
Na Pedreira do São Bento,
Na Fundão, no pião,
**ta-Feira,

De teto Solar,
O luar representa,
Ouvindo Cassiano, RÁ
Os gambé não guenta,
É mais se não dé,

Nego,
O que é que tem,
O importante é nóis aqui,
Junto no que vem,
E o caminho,
Da felicidade ainda existe,
É uma trilha estreita,
Em meio a selva triste,

Quanto cê paga,
Pra vê sua mãe agora,
E nunca mais ver seu Pivete,
Ir embora,
Dá a casa, dá o carro,
Uma Glock, e uma Fal,
Sobe cego de joelho,
Mil e cem degrau,

Quente é Mil Grau,
O que o guerreiro diz,
O promotor é só um homem,
Deus é o juiz,

Enquanto Zé Povinho,
Apedrejava a Cruz,
Um canalha fardado,
Cuspiu em Jesus,

Hó...

Aos 45 do segundo arrependido,
Salvo e perdoado,
É DIMAS o bandido,

É loko o bagulho,
Arrepia na hora,
Ó

DIMAS primeiro VIDA LOKA da história,

Eu digo,

Glória...Glória...
Sei que Deus tá aqui,

E só quem é,
Só quem é vai sentir,

E meus guerreiro de fé,
Quero ouvir....Quero ouvir...

E meus guerreiro de fé,
Quero ouvir irmão...

Programado pra morre nóis é,
É certo...é certo...é crer no que der...

Firmeza
Não é questão de luxo,
Não é questão de cor,
É questão que fartura,
Alegra o sofredor,

Não é questão de presa, nego
A idéia é essa,
Miséria traz tristeza, e vice-versa,
Inconscientemente,
Vem na minha mente,
Inteira,

Uma loja de tênis,
O olhar do parceiro,
Feliz de poder comprar,
O azul, o vermelho,
O balcão, o espelho,
O estoque, a modelo,

Não importa,
Dinheiro é puta,
E abre as porta,
Dos castelo de areia que quiser,

Preto e dinheiro,
São palavras rivais,
É,
Então mostra pra esses cu,
Como é que faz,

O seu enterro foi dramático,
Como o blues antigo,
Mais tinha estilo,
Me perdoe, de bandido,

Tempo prá pensá,
Qué pará,
Que cê qué?
Viver pouco como um Rei,
Ou muito, como um Zé?

As vezes eu acho,
Que todo preto como eu,
Só qué um terreno no mato,
Só seu,

Sem luxo, descalço, nadar num riacho,
Sem fome,
Pegando as fruta no cacho,

Ae truta, é o que eu acho,
Quero tambem,
Mais em São Paulo,
Deus é uma nota de 100,
VIDALOKA!

Dibalas Dengan Dusta (Audy)

Semudah itu kau ucapkan
Kata maaf kekasihku
Setelah kau lakukan lagi
Kesalahan yang sama

Dimana perasaanmu
Saat kau melakukan
Salah yang sama

Inikah cara dirimu
Membalas tulus cinta
Yang telah ku beri

Menyakitkan...
Bila cinta (ku) ...
Dibalas dengan dusta...

Namun mencintamu...
Takkan ku sesali...
Karena aku yang memilihmu...

911 (Gorillaz)



[Proof]
There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in the detinate box (box)
Like, people take my life and thats pathetic as Pac's (Pac's)
A waste of the talent, Say my boys is just no where
Placed on the planet, remain in poisonous warfare
Derelict Arabic terrorists in the air
Shit arrogant apparent to punish people by their heritage,
Nato barriers, Hate embarrassed
There is the faith to cherish
In your room face to face with race awareness
A race to us?? army bombin' your God is with you
Calm the war, we gotta start our pistol
Cause if you right and, know you right, then where's your ritious ways
We sacrafice, snatch your life, many nights and days
Follow me into equality we might behave
And only christ can say the trife will reunite again

[Kuniva]
America Owns, Without a ** care in my dome
Bearin' my bones, so far away staring at home
Stay at my zone, falling asleep late with my chrome
Feelin' hype from these rockets burning like straightenin' in the cones
Stay at the streets, bullshit and plans to beef
Spray at your peeps for christmas, give a key to my neice
Real nigga's feel us and fear us
Gorillaz beat on they chest when
Dangerous lyricist, I hope that you hear us
The spirit of Bugz is still in me
God bless it the trinity
Cause my bullets they come in three's like trilogy's
Put the knife away, missles away strike and blaze
So much smoke you can't tell the difference between night and day
Right away blow your life away, so light your haze
Hold tight grenede's so when it blows I'm slightly grazed
Kuniva might be crazed unleashin' unlikely rage
The next time you hear a verse from me I might be caged

[Chorus]
Aaaahhhiyyyaaaa
Ahhhayayayayay
Aaaahhhiyyyaaaa
Ahhhayayayayay

[Bizarre]
Everynight I talk to a black hawk, taking herion in bulks
Watch my body hit the chalks
I'm too lazy, masculines got me crazy
**this old lady, while the bitch was having a baby
And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go
It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong
As I sit in my seat and remain calm
And close my eyes and wait for the bomb (Here it comes!)

[Bomb Blows Up]

[Swifty]
I'm gettin' the ** on, I'm aggrivated
I know I'll make it, Im in a place full of hatred
Treatin' my life like a sacrred
Try to check me, I break your neck
Disrespect me you get injected
It's hectic with some bullshit that happen
You least expected
We just don't accept it nigga
I go ahead, lift my trigger
Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit
I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls
I don't miss shit
I hit all, whoever that did this
We Gonna Getch'all

[Kon Artis]
Yo, yo
Now whether its Sadam or Bin Laden
Thats been startin all this trouble for us
Creepin horrors doin show after show, sleepin on the tour bus
We lost Aaliyah, lost our families, it takes no Tenges
You dont need us to say the world is **ed up dawgs, we can see it
Now it seems the public needs this shit to calm its kids
Cuz they findin out how you lied about your twisted sins
They say we bad for you but shit our music is your friend
They cant deter you from the truth cause we're the helping hand

[Terry Hall]

We are one, and one is all
We are, We are, we are one
And one is all

[Chorus]

Pimp Like Me (D-12)

Whattup
I gotta tell you mother**ers the truth
This is straight G shit
And all you can do is respect it

[Swifty McVay]
Well I'ma state my name, Swift McVay
None of y'all niggaz got shit to say
Rhymes keep comin off like a toupee
Plus I'm big headed runnin things my way
A selfish man, the back of the hand
Be slappin the hell out of hoes because I can
Prostitute, I want my loot
And I don't give a ** about your broke-ass man and
Y'all givin niggaz what they needin
'til bitches understand I'm mean and
Swift McVay is, blowin up
Courvosier 'til I'm throwin up
Wanna playa hate me, bitch so what?
What's yo' function? Where's yo' bucks?
All you wanna do is wanna stick him up
You wanna rob me but I got too much (hah)
D-12, naturally lifted
You niggaz better duck when I cock the biscuit
You ** wit me, I ** wit you
Your entourage, nigga ** them too
I got grenades
What the hell your little twenty-two gon' do?
(Y'all ain't gon' shoot)
Y'all major soft
Cops gettin mad cause I paid 'em off, made 'em cough
blood and shit
That's what the hell you mother**ers get, we runs this bitch?
So hey, you ain't gotta be scared to **
If you want head, then prepare to suck (do it)
Even if the nigga don't care to nut
For every stroke, it's a hundred bucks
Respect the game, you just a slut
So open your legs up and get my duck

[Chorus: Eminem w/ Dina Rae]
You just a .. (hoe)
You just my .. (hoe)
Dirty-ass .. (hoe)
I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch
[repeat first part 3X]

Go get my .. (dough)
Go bring me my .. (dough)
Dirty-ass .. (hoe)
I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch

[Proof]
I don't spit game, no longer than my name
Then when my chain hang, my nuts do the same
Don't pay pussy, pussy pay me
Bitch, slut, whore or lady (yup)
And knowin the fact, I was born to mack
That's why I got a hoe in the back, blowin my sac
Got good game, that's a hood thang
What'd you brang, loot or poo-tang?
Let 'em all bang, run that cheese
Tell that trick nigga (come back please!)
Rob a L7, that's a square
You a bottom hoe, you got to know
Off you I plan to make a lot of dough
So suck fast bitch, and swallow slow
[swish-slap-swish] (AH!) Bitch quit talkin back
[swish-slap-swish] (AH!) Now walk the track

[Kon Artis]
I don't pay for ass, you pump my gas
You get slapped when we're short of cash
I get whiplash when I hit the gas
And I holla out the window of the hatch
Where's my scratch? Bitch, that's, it
Suck it stroke it make me rich
As a token of my appreciation it's
another client for you to hit
I don't give a ** if you gotta go home to the kids
You shoulda picked another occupation trick
Now you're stuck with me, ** with me
and I'ma slap you up in this truck
You must be out your mind or somethin
Cryin and whinin like you tired or somethin
Go suck some head until it aches for Bufferin
You don't work? You make nothin
I'm just another case of a lazy husband

[Kuniva]
I want the paper stack
Buy you an outfit, then take it back
When you page me BITCH I never page you back
You only act a certain way that I make you act (whattup)
Hoes recognize, and niggaz do too
Cause they realize that niggaz do shoot
Don't like a chick that act too cute
Bitch hold my gat down when I shoot hoops (oh yeah)
And don't be askin me, all kind of questions
All harassin me, callin stressin
Or I may have to release some aggression
Beat you to death and teach you a lesson
Lookin for handouts like you my damn spouse
Pull your pants down and ** my mans now
Shut your damn mouth or get in the damn house
Off with the damn blouse and suck on my damn crotch

[Chorus]

[Bizarre]
Sell that pussy
Sell that pussy bitch
Get out there and switch and go make Bizarre rich
You gotta itch, you **in dirty bitch
Now get on the corner, and start suckin some dicks
Niggaz want pussy, and I need cash
So mom, get out there and start sellin yo' dirty ass
Bizarre quick to hit 'em, and then stick 'em
** it; I'll let you hit one of my victims
(Somebody help I'm on 7 Mile and ..)
Shut up bitch, you talk too much
Now you about to get **ed in your dirty butt
You never seen a pimp like me, out here whorin
Shut your **in mouth and you'll be out by the mornin
Cause I'm the dirties pimp, you ever heard of
Give me my five-thousand, and take this cheeseburger (bitch!)
Go suck dick in the back of the party
So what if you on your period, blood never hurt nobody

[Chorus]

[Eminem w/ Dina Rae]
You just a .. (hoe)
You just a .. (hoe)
That's all you is .. (hoe, hoe, hoe)
You just a, dirty**bitch
A dirty ass, nasty ass, stinky ass, filthy ass, stanky**bitch
(Oooh, ooh-OOOH) Hahahahaha... (lahhh-aHHH)
But I love you... (hahaha) .. Kim (mmm)

[Outro]
And there you have it god damnit, the fundamentals of pimpin
You heard it here first, from the Dirtiest Dozen
you ever seen in yo' god damn life
Yo this is Rondell Fiend on the scene
And we keep the pussyholes smilin, because we always whylin
YouknowhatI'msayin? ** all what everybody else talkin about
We let you know right here
Big pimpin, it ain't dead, we love gettin head, in a dirty-ass bed
That's just what we do
You know we was throwin heroin pimp parties back in 1968
The pussy is all great
I'll see you at eight, bitch

Apa Apa Stillo (5forty2)

aku naik pelik apa dah jadi dengan scene
kekadang naik jelik tengok badut buat bising
naik pening,lagak besar tapi skill ntah apa-apa
setakat dalam cyber bukan kau boleh kemana
kononnya boleh freestyle,buat aku tergelak
rhyme yang dah siap ntah berapa kali dia selak
jangan buat lawak,bukan niat aku mengata
tapi kalau makan cili sure rasa pedas giler
**s filler dalam rhyme pastu kata punch-line
sedarlah kau tu Pak Pandir bukan nyer Ein-stein
jalanan dan gangsta,jangan buat lawak
bila ajak jumpa tau **k dia cuak
aku bukan berlagak,cuma bercakap benar
dah banyak sangat kucing yang suka cakap besar
mulut lebar kalau terer aku langsung tak kisah
tapi ni dah jadi macam lebih sudu dari kuah
lebih tipu dari benar,lebih tiru dari ori
macam mana nak maju kalau takda kreativiti
cepat betul melenting bila kita cuba tegur
dia kata kita **k yang cuba tunjuk bagus

[chorus]
ntah apa-apa semua tipu belaka
tak real tak tau macam mana nak beza
ntah apa-apa bunyi lebih dari buat
meluat bila aku usha orang perasan kuat
ntah apa-apa perangai yang kau pakai
nak kata bangang memang,tak boleh kata pandai
ntah apa-apa cukuplah ngaku power
ingatla ada kuasa atas sana lagi terer

[verse2]
skrg part aku,aku plak nak mengata
aku nak kata siapa,korang peduli apa
ade lagak giler babeng,tak sedar bakat kureng
baru ade group kmpg prasan diri Wu-tang
freestyle blank otak lembap sembap tak gerak pantas
bila dah tewas mula la usha panas hati tak puas
bila nak gaduh bawak turun satu crew
macam ni ker semangat hey pendekar Melayu?
suara anak kucing lagak gengster apa citer
setakat main keyboard apa kebenda namenya
hilang jati diri lupa terus budaya
agama jadi rosak maruah bangsa binasa
ini benda biasa boleh tengok hari-hari
tengok berapa banyak poser dekat KLCC
yang perempuan **k pakai tak cukup kain
tak tahu **k aku orang KL semua miskin
tepek bedak kat muka tebalnya 12inchi
perasan diri lawa memang tak sedar diri (lupa ceghemin kot..)
nasiblah yang terasa memang aku sengaja
kalau tak puas hati kita settle hari raya


[verse3]
turn aku **k bagi aku satu verse
tak best arr kalau korang jer yg mengata
aku pun nak merasa,banyak benda nak citer
pasal aku nampak banyak-budak-gedik-giler
pakai kalahkan artis tapi skill ko-song
ini macam citer dongeng semua bo-hong
ada yang dah kalah tak serik ngaku hebat
weh budak,baik kau cepat-cepat pergi taubat
meluat bila ramai, gelar diri tu emcee
track menggelabah budak baghal jer yang puji
ini realiti bukan buat cerita
aku selalu benar bila dalam kata-kata
buat kerja sendiri jangan ikut orang ajer
orang ada lagu cinta dia pun nak ikut sama
dah tau diri tu tak terer boleh **k tunjuk power
tingkatkan ilmu dulu,baru layak bersuara
macam cerita lucu,kisah gangsta kat Malaysia
blanja bapak tanggung buat citer jual dadah
hentikan semua yang palsu,berhenti pura-pura
jadi diri sendiri,tak rugi apa-apa

Outsider (Pidzama **)

Zegary co godzina odmierzają nam życie
dzieci w swoich szkołach uczą się
czołowi politycy planują wojny
czołowi politycy planują grę

Faszyści w telewizji coś mówią o wulkanach
że wkrótce będzie wybuch i zginie świat
szczęśliwi kochankowie fruwają w marcepanach
spojrzeniami swymi dosięgają gwiazd

A my zostańmy obok
A my zostańmy tu
Outsider ojojoj

Policjant na ulicy ma błyszczące buty
policjant na ulicy ma błyszczącą twarz
na poligonach chłopcy uczą się zabijać
artyści poszukują swojego ja

Dookoła ludzie umierają
dookoła ludzie rodzą się
dookoła ludzie się kochają
dookoła nas coś dzieje się

A my zostańmy obok
A my zostańmy tu
Outsider ojojoj

Rebirth Of Slick (Cool Like Dat) (Digable Planets)




[Butterfly]
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids
Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin classics
You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records
He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds
She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds
Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane
They flock to booms man boogie had to change
Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion
Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we push it off the corner
How was the buzz entire hip hop era?
Was fresh and fat since they started sayin audi
Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie
The puba of the styles like miles and shit
Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms
Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block
We be to rap what key be to lock
But
I'm cool like dat [x7]
I'm cool...I'm cool...
[Ladybug]
We be the chocolates taps on my raps
innovates at the sweeta cat naps
He at the funk club with the vibrate
Them they be crazy down with the ?five plate?
It can kick a plan then a crowd burst
Me I be diggin it with s bump verse
Us we be freakin til dawn blinks an eye
He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup)
Who understood yeah understood the plan
Him heard a beat and put it to his hands
What I just flip let borders get loose
How to consume or they'll be just like juice
If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip hop gains a classic
Pimp playin shock it dont matter I'm fatter
Ax Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones)
And
I'm chill like dat [x7]
I'm chill...I'm chill...
[All]
Blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink....
Think..think..think..think..think..think..think...
[Doodlebug]
We get ya free cause the clips be fat boss
Them they're the jams and commence to goin off
She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it
Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent
Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt
Him thats my man with the asteroid belt
They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big
He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn non-pigs
The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll
The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls
You used to find a bug in a box with fade
Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids
And
I'm peace like dat [x7]
I'm Peace
[Butterfly]
Check it out man I groove like dat
I'm smmoce like dat
I jive like dat
I roll like dat
[Ladybug]
Yeah I'm thick like dat
I stack like dat
I'm down like dat
I'm black like dat
[Doodlebug]
Well yo I funk like dat
I'm fat like dat
I'm in like dat
Cause I swing like dat
[Butterfly]
We jazz like dat
We freak like dat
We zoom like dat
We out...we out...

Soul On Ice (Remix) (Ras Kass)




The waterproof MC you ain't wettin' me
You need to stop rappin' and start robbin' banks like Steady B
Cause see no matter how much green you make
You never taste the avocado just another broke Versace model
Tiger Woods ain't even up to par in the game of survival
That's why I'm pissin' in y'all Cristal bottles
Drink Listerine brush my teeth with amphetamine
So I can sound fresh and say dope things in between
You strike to five my average snorter, I want a woman
With the body of a hoochie and a personality like Gloria
Can't even say I didn't know 'cause while we wanna be
NWA they create the NWO
How many years, fo' mo' so ** them fake John Gotties
Ain't got no Mazzeraties I be at the party sippin' on Todies
My niggas pumpin' areas, out Audies in Saudi
I'm thuggish ruggish to the bone, and I'm gonna dis everybody

Chorus (x2):
You want the truth, can't handle the truth, you want
Lexus Moonroof, Hennesssy 80 proof
Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life
Soul on ice

I keep the afterparty swervin', *inhale* not quite like Michael Irvin
Edumacating urban youth, like it or not
These soliloquies explain our people's lack of stability
You keepin it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really be
See the diameter of your knowledge
Is the circumference of your activity, me
I knew the deal before Babyface went solo, baggin' dime pieces
Stackin' dividends and dressin' in more linen than Yoko Ono
But on the low doe we fightin' over the scraps
Worshippin' the almighty dollar
In God We Trust, look it over
Now what the ** pyramids got to do with the pilgrims or Jehovah
Novus Ordo Seclorum means New World Order
That's why I keep my friends close and my enemies closer
We runnin' around in thousand dollar clown suits
Better get some boots when Lucifer turn your city to Beirut

Chorus: (x2)

You want the truth, cna't handle the truth, you want
Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof
Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life
Soul on ice

Void one time got Lela Rochon callin' my Jimmy Sunshine
Fifth floor on the Mandriane, so go 'head fella
Pop your dime, I'm the man whose esophagus
Transform to a gat like Megatron
He'a sporter known to Bob Costas, give it a name and you a hater
But violence don't play that game
Guerilla penmanship, the, preacher impeacher
Heat seek an MC when I get pissed like a urethra
My day-to-day I'm tryin' to bubble, first place
This paper I chase, Touch Me and Tease Me like Case
But in the millenium, this CREAM turns electronic
UPC barcodes on the hand is demonic
They got concentration camps from Alaska to Jersey
But when the President declare a national emergency
You can't crock notes tryin' to Rock The Vote
I'm spittin' razor-sharp quotes tryin' to slit a nigga's throat

Chorus: (x2)
You want the truth can't handle the truth, you want
Lexus Moonroof, Hennessy 80 proof
Niggas scared to death, playin' the game of life
Soul on ice

Uh, uh
Yeah
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