feelings still showing, but I'm not going anywhere. Up north. Up north. When the words are all wrong and those thoughts never even crossed your mind. Up north. Up north
up north with me I could do this all day its a part of my routine but supper's almost done and tonight poutine I know where I'm from and I told ya before
break north, the melody Stick to your mind like paste, it can't be erased Face to face, I overpower like bass To the climax, I don't carry a sax I carry
of death Some of y'all busters out there tryin' to waste up But it took some of us hustlers all this time to lace up I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend
Summertime still had on black gloves and scullies The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread Them niggaz from Philly would of called him an old head But he an
call this a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a
we?ll walk you through it Step by step like an infant, new kid Inch by inch with a new solution Transmit hits with no delusion The feeling?s irresistible
all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all fall down Singing ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all
up from New Orleans It was ever green up until the floods You could call it an omen, points you where you're goin' Set my compass north, I got winter
citizen driver's, look out They come blasting through And they would drive all the way Through the pouring rain All night and all day Non-stop all the
jig Here with this handsome kid Ciga cigar right from Cuba, Cuba I just bite it, it's for the look, I don't light it I'll way the an' may on the 'ance
my throne I got this, locked since '9-1 I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas With
all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Seventeen, tryna man up Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods All I
Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked Why not? You see the recipe Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie [Keith Murray] I'm from C-I, L-I
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage He got Dancer and Prancer with an old
it off, lines is visible. I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables. Sound like Bone, that's dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original
s all about mo' thug It's all mo' thug, it's all mo', mo' thug It's all mo' thug, it's all mo', mo' thug It's all mo' thug, it's all mo', mo' thug It
together we stand Together we fall, y'all, I never turn my back on y'all (Mo Thug) I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, y'all Come and look at
