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Giants Stadium
Lyricist:William Braunstein, Larry Muggerud, A (?) Quiles
Live at Giants Stadium With Ghostface and Van Halen Crypress Hill and ACDC too Sarah Palin is a Wu-Tang fan She was chilling with Diddy During motherless child She wild out and showed us her titties
Sign of the black mark Digital triple six cash cards Devil's clashing with Ansaars Bitches grabbing their tampons
I have to thank God For the places he put me Or rather for hip hop And the places it took me
Aim at the game Hit the scoreboard with the sawed-off The world, trying to recite what I write Could cause your jaw to fall off
Flow is unique speak to the people My flow is the street Words are the traffic lights And my soul is the beat
My discipline is like Walking on hot coals with the feet My confidence is like how you feel When you're holding the heat
But you don't need ratchets To validate the fact that you're great But watch ya mouth, I'm old school You'll get cracked in the face
In Farragut Road, trapped in the cold My fingers numb from bagging up coke Stranded on the planet of chrome
In the jungle where the cannibals roam Smashing with ratchets at your dome Creeping up amongst assassins of the soul
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm a Brooklyn beast Bringing honor amongst crooks and thieves Fill the bong and let's cook these trees
In the words of a murder fanatic Blasting with the black ratchet I'm a burner mechanic
I'm here with Howie's nephew Together we connecting the dots We at Giant's Stadium In the executive box
In the constellation of rappers I'm the top stars Superbad, mac-loving And shooting at cop cars
Yeah, we all loading the clip And feeling the heat But nah y'all ain't killing the street Like Ill and Unique
Spit venomous shit Like a coiled snake King And grab the cash in your safe Behind the oil painting
Running through New York's Major blocks blazing Glocks And decepticons lasers Pop at Megan Fox
It's the Fox 5 Newsroom Where my sanity dies 'Cause I get more truth Out of watching Family Guy
The black Yankee Fitted over the black doorag The black banana clip Thrown in the black schoolbag
My memories of Lafayette High When I walk between the Coney Island Thugs and the Mafia ties
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