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Lyric Body	[Hook] It's our time, to shine And make, a million We are the ones, that bump and grind all day So, we're ghetto children [K-Rino] I come so hard, they put a stray jacket on my tongue Bust flows, with handcuffs on my lungs Didn't have a gun, but the blast still stung Didn't have a rope, but his ass still hung Living in the ghetto, no time to smile Laws and playa haters, get placed in one pile By the time they realized, they legs were chopped off My foes, had already ran 21 miles When it's time to hit the streets, I ain't got no friend We're all living in sin, multiplied by ten Down to spit a word, at the speed of the wind And never be ashamed, to tell you hoes I punched in You came to the table, ready to throw quick Wanna see how aggravated, my lyrical flow get Got jacked, looking for a new target to go hit (you be rapping your ass off K), no shit I see I gotta be the one, to let the world know Just because your words rhyme, don't mean you got flow Y'all don't wanna run up, on K and Z-Ro We was writing on your level, at the age of 4 Ain't saying a damn thang, talking loud Flows weaker than water, still acting proud Every wack ass show you throw, you got mo' Motherfuckers on stage, than it is in the crowd On top challengers, I can face those The coldest in the game, no doubt we rape flows Can you create, tight shit Without having to smoke some weed first, oh you can't case closed I'ma take the game, to levels you never seen Teach you bout delivering, lyrics you never mean Pushing a perpendicular, paragraphs of punishment Mutilating the devil, and stinging him till you scream Quick to make a lick, then handle the ends Putting tricks to bed, when I'm rattling chins Strangle, hitting from a psychological angle Backdo' him, till he feel like he battling twins Been in the game, since 1984 Love the underground, fuck the radio Need a billion dollas, 'fore I leave out the do' So devils and fake partnas, so long they gotta go [Hook] [Z-Ro] Staying on the grind, all the day long Puffing on a sack, until all the hate gone Steady running, through my veins I gotta go and get a pocket full of change, hustling before all the day gone I been pimping a pen but, probably fluctuation in the nation Of poverty, stricken people So everybody, trying to get a piece of the pie But the pie for white people, in the land of evil Me myself, I'm a goodfella Raining on a hater parade, grab an umbrella Catch you at the light, catch you at the ATM teller Young fella, at his last hour Caught up, in a non sugar coated shower Raw damaging, motherfuckers ain't managing To get away, from my beam Leave a nigga not standing when, I shoot him and stab him Can't get away, from my team Ain't nothing but killers and drug dealers, and blood spillers in one spot Eagle talons hollow points, and regulars in one glock Take it out, it take one cock Take over the whole city, but begin with one block It's a promise, of paper will put a pimp plump out a pocket side Motherfucker I'm willing to kill, and willing to die Any nigga willing to try, cause I don't bar nothing Leaving son of a bitches, in stitches For my riches, cause I'm paid in cash Running up on em, where the wet marijuana square Fried out, who's gonna save his ass Sick cause I don't like busting a men, I gotta get my grub on So my family, can get they grub on And when we grubbing, it's a family affair Gotta get enough grub, for everybody to grub on Everyday all day, on a mission to make that money Gotta get that pay, K dash Rizino and Z-Riggy-Riggy Ro Gon get our share, and fuck ass and for We taking it, leaving bald spots in they hair Life is hard, but it's fair [Hook] [Bridge] Penitentiary chances, taken We're risking, our own li-i-ives But now, we pimp a pen all day Collecting G's [Hook] [Bridge]
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