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RAP ARTIST: Yo Mama

BEAT: Sed Gee / CUT-ONEC421 (BEAT: 'Delta Force, PART 1 & 2)

Song writer: Yo Mama

PRODUCER: Yo Mama

LYRICS

LET ME TELL YA LITTLE STORY OF A CRYIN SHAME
HOW A CHIQ'S TERRORIZED LIKE A HURRICANE
YA BRINGIN PEACE AND LOVE?
YEAH YA DIE FO THE SAME
WANT ME DEAD SHUT DOWN
IMMA SHOW YOU THE GAME

JUST LIKE THE STORY OF A HURRICANE
8 YEAR PRISON OF VIOLENCE & HATE
FOR TRYNA BRING LOVE TO A DYIN STATE
HEARD THEY VOICE 10 YEARS,
5 MINUTES GET IT STRAIGHT

MUTHAFUKIN DODGY COPS, GOVERNMENT COCKS,
POWER WHORES, DRUNKEN BORES
SED GEE BEATS YOU A DELTA FORCE
THEY GOT NO FRESH BEATS,
SO I SERVE A TO EM YOURS

THEY MUTHAFUKIN POWER PLAYS GOT EM LYIN AGAIN
WICKED SHOT DOWN IN THEY HUNGER GAME
BUT LIKE A BLU JAY IMMA SING IT AGAIN
AGAIN AND AGAIN THE SAME SA SAME SAME

THEY PUTTIN FUKIN GUNS IN YA LIL BOYS LAP
THEY PUTTIN FUKIN CRACK IN YO KIDS KNAPSACK
THEY SHOOTING at YOU COZ YOU SPEAK THE TRUTH
THEY FUKIN INSANE MAN THEY FUCKIN FROOTLOOP

WE ARRIVED ON THEY GAME TAUGHT PEACE ON THA SCENE
TORE A mUTHAFUKIN HOLE IN THEIR MURDER MACHINE
WITH THE STRENGTH OF GOD I BROKE EM OFF CLEAN
RADIOwaved THEIR ASS FROM De-BASE & OBSCENE

I PICKED UP THE BROKEN, REHOMED DEATH ROWIN
AND IN GOD'S STRENGTH I RESHAPED THEY SMOKIN
FOUGHT FOR THE POOR, THE DYING, THE HATED
IN PUBLIC EYES THEY HATIN DEBATED

THEY RATS IN MY KITCHEN
THEIR FLAWS ON MY MAT
THEY DRESSED UP BITCHIN
THEIR HEADS ON MY HAT

THEY FIENDS ON TELEVISION
THEIR LIES ON LIVE SCREENS
THEY BITCHES CRYIN
THEY WEAPONS OF WAR & GREED

YEAH THEY BLAST MY NAME ON PRIME TIME TV
SPREAD LIES DECEIT SO THE WORLD WOULD SEE
TRIED TA PAINT ME TAINT ME, SPREAD THEY HATE ON ME
BUT I SHOOK EM ALL OFF, LIKE WATER YOU SEE

COZ EVEN BRUCE LEE GOT NUTHIN ON ME
I DON'T ROLL WITH YO FORCE, ON YOUR TRACK OF DE-SEAT
I'M FLY LIKE A BIRD, ALL FRESH & CLEAN
THEY RAIN ONLY SHOWED UP THEY MURDER MACHINE

OH YEAH, SPOOKS ON THE LOOSE, RUNNIN TO AND FRO
TRYNA STOP YOU FROM GOIN WHERE YOU WANNA GO
IMMA HITEM ONE PUNCH ALL SOFT AND SLOW
& THEY'LL FEEL GOD & THEY'LL SEE GOD'S GLOW

AS THEY LIE ON THE FLOOR IN THE MUD THEY SPEW
TRAMPLED DOWN TO THE GROUND BY THE RIGHT AND THE NEW
LIKE AN OLD CARCASS DISCARDED FROM VIEW
MY BLAZIN TRACK, THE TRACK THEY HEW

AH YEAH THEY PAVED MY WAY WORKIN NIGHT AND DAY
NO WAGES NO GLORY JUST HATE AND DISMAy
TRIED TO DESTROY ME, THEIR HATE MY GLORY
NOW THEY SAY SAD & CRYIN COZ THEY ASS IS BORING

NO-ONE WANNA HEAR IT, THEY SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT
YA WAYS ARE TRANSPARENT, Ya WIN THEN Ya LOSE IT
GOD YOU DON'T SEE SO YOU DON'T SEE ME
AS I'M STANDIN IN YO FACE... SLAPPIN YOU SILLY

YA GOVERNMENT BITCHES, YA POWER RATS
YA CRAWLING INSECTS ON MY ROLLING TRACK
YA WORK FO ME IMMA GIVE YA YO WAGES
3K PILE A HORSE SHIT THAT FUCK YOSELF FO AGES

YEAH YA LIES YA SPREAD THEY MY ADVERTISEMENT
NO MARKETING NEEDED ALL YO TIME SPENT
WHEN THEY SEE ME THEY SEE YO DISSENT
USED TO FAN FO ME NOW YA JEALOUS & BENT

(FUCK EM, FUCK ALL THE RUMOURS MAN)

AH YA MY RETIREMENT PLAN MY CONTINGENCY
FREE ADVERTISING MY CROWN OF GLORY
MY SPENT UP DAYS CHILLAXIN DOIN ME
WHILE YA SLAVE & TOIL & TRY TA ME BE

YO WAC TRACK, DEVISING UNSOUND
A NAUTICAL CLUSTA OF GO FUCK AROUND
AN ILL MEASURED QUARTER POUND FOR POUND
WHEN I SEE YOU, I'LL SEE YO ASS ON THE GROUND

(THIS IS A JOURNEY INTO SOUND)

(LADIES & GENTLEMEN)

YOU A INSECT YO I'MMA ROLLIN TRACK
(LADIES & GENTELMEN)

TRYNA TAKE FROM ME WHAT I GOT STRAIGHT BACK

(LADIES & GENTLEMEN)

AND MORE YOU SEE, MY CONTIGENCY
BEEN PLANNIN FO YEARS WHAT YOU DID FO ME
YA WANTED ME DEAD, GOD MADE ME THRIVE
YOU KNOW WE DO WHATEVA WE DO TA SURVIVE

YA SEE I WROTE THESE LINES ALL FRESH IN THA MORNIN
BEFORE MY CUPPA TEA WHILE I'MA STILL YAWNIN
I DON'T BOW TO THE CROWD, COZ GOD STOOPS & SETTLES EM

(LADIES & GENTELMEN)

YA RUNNIN & SCHEMEIN ALL STRESSED AT A SNEEZE,
THE HATE YOU SPREAD IS A VIRUS DISEASE
GOD YA REALLY NEED WHEN YA REALLY BLEED
BUT HE WON'T HEAR YOU TILL YA DROP TO YA KNEES

(THESE ARE THE J B'S)

YA CHOKIN ON HATE, THE VIRUS YOU ATE
THE VIOLENCE YOU CHOSE IS BLOWIN OUT YA NOSE
DISEASE YOU SPREAD PUTS YOU TA BED
THE WAY YOU CHOSE FOR YOU IT GOES

THE PLACE YOU'RE HEADIN TO, IT IS HOT
THE TRAIN YOU'RE ON, WELL IT DON'T STOP
YOU WANTED COPS AND THA COPS YOU GOT
WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

YOUR EYES ARE BLIND & YA EARS CAN'T HEAR
YA STOLE FROM ME WHAT YA COULDN'T BEAR
MY OUTFIT NOW YA TRYNA WEAR
GO GET YOUR LYIN ASS THE FUCK OUTTA HERE

(GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE)

YA CAN'T WALK THE STREETS OF CREDIBILITY
YA CAN'T CLAIM WHAT'S NOT MEANT TO BE
YA CAN'T SHUFFLE OVER YA SIDE STEP AT ME
YA CAN'T STEP DIG DEEP WATER, WITHOUT SWIMABILITY

NEXT TIME YA TRY STEPPIN PUT ON SUM CLOTHES
PEOPLE IN GLASS HOUSES SHOULDN'T THROW STONES
ONE DAY YA MAY WAKE UP & THEN YOU'LL FIND
ALL YOU REALLY HAD, YA HAVE LEFT BEHIND

YEAH YEAH YA YEA.

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