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Boondock Saints
Little Brother feat. L.E.G.A.C.Y. & Chaundon
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Embassy
Phonte
It's gangster green
We shall prevail
Came from a bush baby on a quest to run tings
Been in pursuit baby since Master P and the Un thing
Remember that shit? War with the simmer
That shit cold as never
I know these niggas talking out the side of they face
I'm here for a reason, I will die for my space
Who still gotta get it? Who still pure us?
And I ain't having shit like the two of us
Receive if you want L
Lakeisha Chantel tried to talk some sense in him
Same day realized there's no convincing him
Nigga with attitude like Ran and them
Got a clique of piranhas, I will swim for them
I will tread water until the end for them
You don't get it though, we are who y'all ain't
Get vicious so it's like we true y'all ain't
Leg gunny tiggalo, Boondock Saints
Right, back to business off a six week tour
And I ain't never seen drama like this before
Got a lot of shit to get off my chest
And wild shit to address
So I told Crisis press record
I'ma put it on wax and give you the raw facts
And truth about life and the things I'm dealing with
Black folks saying that I'm too intelligent
And white folks saying I'm a little too niggerish
It got me in a strange predicament
I wish MTV would judge more wisely
But I don't know what's worse
The fact that they ain't playing our shit
Or the fact that it don't even surprise me
Because I ain't shucking and cause I ain't jiving
Some of these crackers won't stand beside me
And cause I ain't killing and don't support pimping
Some of these niggas wanna call me a Cosby
Well, I'll be that dude, I'll scratch that itch
I'll play that role, call me Heathcliff bitch
If this ain't what you want then fine
But somehow, someway we gotta draw that line
And it goes without mentioning
I thought about censoring this verse
So my label and manager stay cool
But as of this recording
We ain't even outsold the listeners
So really what the fuck I got to lose?
Bitch it's Phonte tiggalo the show ripper
Ho cause my hoes would change week to week
But now my flows be changing from beat to beat
Tell my nigga Jim Bones we gotta beat the streets
Cause I know that they need us
There's gotta be more to this generation
Than drinking and smoking all they weed up
This is my confession with the Embassy
You fucking imbeciles can put your rosary beads up now
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C Tyson told me hit 'em with the flames first
Challenge the world, bet I drop more names than that game verse
These rap niggas is plastic, I'm terrorizing cyphers
They can't blame Osama for that shit
Left the 718 for the 919, I'm still home
Slid the Y between the N and the C
Hunt's Point I did it y'all, look at me shining
Came a long way rhyming part time and nine to fiving
The game's full of pussies, I can hear it in they rhymes
Got balls for saying that, who dick is bigger than mine?
Pause, walking tall, biggest nigga on campus
But the same told them so-called niggas who ran this
I've been nice since the early 80s
When I strike it rich a lady will swallow my million dollar babies
You don't wanna battle me right?
I guarantee you'll see more L's than
Puerto Ricans on the Lower East Side
Hunt's Point I did it again
I've been broke so long the rich will now feel the wrath of my pen
You can tell I got down by the words in this page
I got too big for the corner so I brought it to the street
Now this how it's supposed to be done
Y'all niggas learn something?
We teach and I'm telling you
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