twin tower
Born in the poverty probaly never get off of monopoly want me to stop
with all the monotony looka t me i cula hide my rockaly nigga waht fuck
the media how could u come livein favorly bother me tell me to simmer
it down popa the system of this perosnal melody murada us around waht
if a rap whould happen nigga its deeper then rappin vanishin not neva
gone change my style i do waht i wanna pop till the body rot stop gerneration
x i am the mastermind gerneral milerant 7th side revolution rebelious
totaly outta line im stil in the mind of appoctolipic bibilical oppimistic
thank my lucky stars never to save my graces im so greatful god take me
to the promis land all i see is cats with guns soap in my sock county
charges stuck in the stuggle with nuthin but 1 neva would have a frined
liek me reality checkin the crooked judge mad because they rappin is over
we fuckin soilders we fuckin thugs and aint nobody stoppin my fuckin drugs
if i could melt down the words and put them in plast ic suges rip it to
the nation let it go puff puff bitch i would speak yo mind even if they
get affended cuz ride off in the sunset with the street niggas cuz thats
who i love standing next to capo twin towers shooot up to the heaven skys
we rollin down the 95 take the bridg im ready to die..
by the grace of capo grace of capo n a moment of silence by the grace
of capo and a momnet of silence in the mist of tyrance and silence and
demons alliances motherless children are born papas the one who murderd
her whitness the vision first hand puffin masters by sourcerers
by the grace of capo grace of capo n a moment of silence in the midst
of tyrance and violance im flossin my diamonds by the grace of capo im
the midst of the hood when the shit be all good but murders go down u
kno they go down..
straight out the projects B and im tellin yall it was so hard for me
commin up hard in these harlem streets when niggas jus starve cuz its
hard to eat some nigga s get robbed on these harlem streets rediculous
sagas the hard concrete bitches have boost to credit card scammins niggas
that shoot the let it all blammers ppl say shoot cuz the clap u by scanners
so if u watch where the birds fly dont speed when u swerve high cuz ull
meet me in the third high put ya squeeze in ya whole ride see im always
in my rear view see the lord in my rear view pray to the lord he can hear
you im the nigga on the corner plus my niggas on the corner
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