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Bizzy Bone - Not Afraid
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Yeah, studio rat produtions (this is how we roll) unh (and this is how we roll) My 7th sign niggas steal anything that aint nailed down come around my way, thats how we monster mash sip that crown all day and a ak, hey that aint how we play fresf out of them carcus mountains fountain of youth I am the future and truth the revolution, a runaway slave dont stop till the execution I'm rappin', workin' for my paper wont rest for the restatution Bizzy be cacied up baby dust a mink you gotta love me cause im ghetto fabulous what do you think, half breed rock the mic 7 dont rock no pick Im given the people what they like God heard of murdah But I dont know if they like coronel Clin... think I aint had a drink In 4 muthafuckin' weeks Im fin to spit my dome, what do you think You betta belive that (corus) Im not afraid to die and im not afraid to fight and we can bang bang all day, all day, all night, all night, all night, all night this is how we ride, this is how we ride and i'm not afraid to die and i'm not afraid to fight so we can bang bang all day, all day, all night, all night, all night this how we ride, this is how we ride, this is how we ride Puerto Ricans call me papi cholo stop drop, pop in the pump black mafioso bullets be realler than through you fucks gotta cop poppin' the co-co the block is hotter than lava my nigga die, at least a devotion, holla run up your girl, call papa your hatred is gasoline my words are vitamin mena you need to shut your mouth and mind your manners gettin' high since I was 9 dead homies I can still smell pine and whether I twist my tongue or not little Bizzy still gone shine so relax your mind, and let your conscience be free andd get down to murderist music from me check out my new thang please dont let em rap, they wack dont know how to move thangs packed or play these stadiums third market vaccum thangs, fact and i'm the rebel that made it rappin' about crack read many books to elevate my levels, so the words'll match I am the fresh batch, bakery seasons veteran, kesh now let me ride got up they guard, just for saving a wresh so y'all come on (corus) And we aint never made no winer roll dope dealin and droped out got addicted to money, cant stop it this is what its all about drop dealin, geronemo And ease up, 7 is jumpin with me black limo, window tinted and roll it down, let em smell that sticky this Bizzy The Kid let the presents come grace your city I refuse to go back to funerals niggas be dieing to quickly cause the knuckle heads get buckled I know they comin' to get me live my life like im black and uh, only the lights spin with me here we go, enter the king elected by the people I got a grip on thangs, i'm watching evil you know my stees, best belive that i'm gonna rip it, from dusk to dawn you can ask the matra D Bizzy got that for less mcnawn I dont need no empothy play the track as I control the symphony gotta get my monopoly property of that nigga Bizzy thought he was hard and got his jaw rocked BITCH I can pass out, get up start rappin' and have it all locked (corus)
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