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[Intro: Bizzy Bone] Yeah... uh, uh. That's what I'm talkin' about Ready to do this shit? Let's do this [Hook: Bizzy Bone] I Be... I am what I am, a man from The Land, never ran [x2] [Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] Who lead the rebellion? Who the future? David Ruffen up in this motherfucker Ready for restitution, execution up in this motherfucker You know what I do and you know that I'm fully prepared to use it, 9 Millimeter up under the pillow; I guess that I'm just a bad influence It's not that I'm givin' a fuck, but I never was Judas You're lucky that I never told anybody what was goin' on wit a me Ruthless It was ridiculous, very meticulous, true this They don't want me and nothin with that I know what it is and I'm ready to do this I ain't givin' a minute to anyone, and anyone tried to get me Stay in the streets; Even if they stuck me I got my people with me Yuck, in embalmin' fluid incinerate me like chicken strips or butterflied like Filet Mignon with the grease oozin (Whoo!) Ghetto-traffical, metaphoric, it was mathematical And if it ain't no love then I guess we've gots to battle What? What rapper love the machine gun rattle Everybody scatter, dog, cause we compatible Who got that Babylon babble? Poverty! Fuck! I'm almost 30 and I needs to be in a castle but I'm stuck Don't nobody want to help to the pay Somebody's gonna feel my talent, of course you gon' feel the guage I'm a fuckin' slave Still the animal they can't contain A kid said he was mutilated, o master he not playin games After the rapture if I'm still in this bitch I pray to my baby's they just dissappear, I'll be repentant [Hook: Bizzy Bone] I Be... I am what I am, a man from The Land, never ran I Be... I am what I am, a man from The Land, never ran I am... Never ran [Bridge: Bizzy Bone] Comin in with a Dolly with a muzzle over my mug Get together a party where the killas showin me love We're together so we get on the level and pick it up they pick at the dust interrogator with metal cuffs [x2] Pickin em out drink a bacardi we wicked now The bigger the cup the quicker we figure to fill em up I'm sick in the mouth [Verse 3: Baby Phil] (7 Sign in the club, nigga) What? It's ready to get me so niggas, just come and get me with that 9 Milimeter with the seventeen shot clip Puttin' bullets up in your body, I'm makin' you bleed Motherfuckers is after reefer but nigga just please believe it Just a real killa, nigga I done told you motherfuckers ya'll can bring it on, bring the drama, cause I'm gon' bring it to you motherfuckers Any nigga put it down for the South side nigga, we gon' put this shit up in ya nigga Just bring on the drama, motherfucker cause any you bitches can feel this, nigga what? Cause we keepin' it real and strong, marchin' with my soldiers all by my side gettin' it on, crunkin' up the spot, blazin' up your block, up this atmosphere Got this shit on fire like this motherfuckin' inhaler nigga Cause we some killas, and we some boutin' ass niggas and we ready to ride Us niggas countin' real mad figures Hundred and Benjamins Niggas better believe, cause, bring it on motherfuckers We be real, bitch Cause we be ready for your ass, hit you niggas with this hot steel Got to hustle cause I need to feed my kids a meal But fuck that shit, I'm on a roll tryin' to get it on Come on Bizzy Bone, let's roll [Hook: Bizzy Bone] I Be... I am what I am, a man from The Land, ever ran I Be... I am what I am, I am what I am (7 Sign in the field and, nigga what? 7 Sign in the field and, nigga what? 7 Sign in the field and, nigga what? These niggas raw, these niggas raw) I be... Soul spirits, Soul spirits, Soul spirits, Soul spirits, Soul spirits, Soul spirits I Be... I am what I am, a man from The Land, never ran I Be... I am what I am, I am what I am...
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