blend into one big bullet hole? (Brother Ali) Shoot through it as a unit with the best of my crew Pumpin melodies and memories too My head's killin'
) My bitches strippin in the clubs, let the dollars stack (Let em stack y'all) This one's for all my OG's and street scholar cats (All my street cats)
pound of leak though I'm jokin on the fact that hiphop has gone freak show don't let the drama getcha in the only genre of music where the fans shoot
braces to all your faces No matter the places or races Home run hitting the charts Touching all of the bases From clean cut cats to cats catching cases
what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole CD. Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done. [woman singing] Bringing back sweet memories
the meanin of ghettofabulous Not ridin the back of the bus I'm a revolutionary antagonist Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of love
gruesome scandal Erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled Deep into the music
Cuz you don't even know the HALF of the HALF! When I crash on the scene You know it's me and a bunch of crazy cats outta Queens So hide your shine, hold
homosexual rap cats can scratch that Gun play for gays fake thugs fake ways Thoughts are generated never scared to start spittin' Dont hear nothing but the music
My bitches strippin in the clubs, let the dollars stack (Let em stack y'all) This one's for all my OG's and street scholar cats (All my street cats) And
other music on the set'n on The scene know what I mean? How y' gonna separate the music from the scene 'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean Y' gonna hear
a gruesome scandal Erasin' all signs of life, callin the youth some vandals They can't handle the truth so that's how the truth is handled Deep into the music