101 from First Brick by Rasheed Chappell
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7. | 101 | 2:48 |
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Black supremacist crack the Guinness spark the lye
Salute me when I enter my nigga
Hold ‘em up high
Survived cold wars and fiends with no teeth
Heroine and diabetes niggas with no feet
No sleep till the A.M.
Nigga we go hard
Money murder or mayhem
Niggas going at God
Don’t ever question you know what I’m about
Knocking niggas off
Knocking niggas out
And fuck around I’ll bleed y’all niggas
Ivan Drago Apollo Creed y’all niggas
And I’m a rep Mach till they free my nigga
And the heir to the crown
That’s me my nigga
Now say grace and break bread and let’s eat
I’m so evolved
I Marley Marl on break beats
No Juice Crew
No Biz Mark Kane
Valor suits rocking bismark chains
And I can hear the pain
In the veins of my niggas
So I’m a curse the world that made me a nigga
I’m no Messiah been inspired by the drug dealer
I know the science my alliance to the underworld
My slang alien
And floating on another world
It’s outta orbit
Flash Gordon when they press record
I go from Knowledge to Build
‘Fore I make it to Born
And for these dollars we kill
Nigga that’s on the normClouds form storms coming
I predict a drought
Go head and breathe it in
And let me blow this out
Verse 2
He nocturnal
Eyes bleeding from the sess a mill
Tired of these nickels and dimes
He tryna touch a Mil
Now the plot thickens
And he spot victims
Soon as niggas come out the spot
He HA stick’em
With no mask
No common sense
Just a fool nigga
Ignoring the consequence
Cause he got a seed
And a baby moms
At his moms crib
And it won’t be long
Before the words out
And then the word spreadsEvery single dollar he took
Is on his head
He want to live it up
Eat smoke drink it up
Even in his wildest dreams
He couldn’t think this up
You know when karma come
And them lamas come
Anybody caught in its path
They won’t pardon ‘em
And two shots rocked the doors off the hinges
Baby in the bassinet
Mom’s in the kitchen
Shells penetrate
Exit out and they ricochet
Holes in everybody
Left blood on the dinner plates
Now we light a candle
Sad example
Of what a fake nigga can’t and a real nigga can do
And that’s real...101
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Produced by Kenny Dope