[Intro]
The God Sunz
[?], 90
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt
Brownsville
[?] no doubt
How we doin'
Tru Criminal, ayo
It's like, what?
[Verse 1]
I be's a raw rapper, 44 clapper at your intercom
Quick to whip upon any billpower
I can the feel the power, I still devour the comp
You'll get stomped by true champs, you can't get biz (For shit)
I'm not tryna let a clown ass mash my career, fare please
Mind that grave nigga, who dare these rare [?]?
Sync skills I wrote with patience, but what you facin'
Is two niggas already awakened, so get your mind straightened
You could dumb out and raise problems, or praise the God Sunz (God Sunz)
Jakes watchin' tre-eight's barkin' is what makes Clarkson
And snakes talkin' (Talkin'), straight cheddar slingin'
Chalkin' weeds, barkin' trees, poverty and Rum Bacardi
Take your whole image and go to hell with it, you can't sell with it
You think this rap shit is a joke, can I slit your throat?
The weed I smoke, green like her ego, you can't handle this
Mr. Scandalous, sick vandalist, puff the cannabis (Tree)
Screen, I leave you brainless
My rhymes are stainless as steel, from Brownsville to Springfield
Shots ring out, four bodies hang out
The windows of the project, had hard sex with your ex
To get me vexed wouldn't be a wise move or intelligent
Some niggas shine shoes, while my niggas seein' presidents
Ask Michael, do he get biz with wiz?
My flow resemble scarecrows, intimidation, shake nation
Niggas too, glamour boys, I advise you in battles
You can't have a tossin', so [?]
Attractive, mental, design fine lines
You can't touch mine, 'cause I'm from the nine squared plus nine
Equals 90's, where I rest, camouflage is jiggy Brooklyn
Off with your head, tryna sabotage
In my entourage is ninety-eight percent cheebah smokers
Baseblowers, heat-holders, can't loot me, vida loca
The skully rockin' street-fighter, dressed cold gully
24/7 dirty when war come, he muddy
Underground with my slat talkin' Sub Sidewalkers
Pitchin' raps to strike your dome, so why bark?
[Chorus]
Sub Sidewalkers, Brooklyn New Yorkers
Conquer the senseless, but never divide
We stay high (High), we stay wise, consciously aware (Aware)
Mentally prepared for the worst (For the worst, nigga)
Sub Sidewalkers, Brooklyn New Yorkers
Conquer the senseless, but never divide
We stay high (High), we stay wise (Wise), consciously aware (Aware)
Mentally prepared for the worst (Worst)
[Verse 2]
Ayo, listen up when I'm flippin' up, I got the title lock
While you writers-block, you'll get the private stock
Wrapped around your dome piece, we hold heat, we own streets in Brooklyn
If the product cookin' in the kitchen, I'm still flippin'
Stickin' on Pitkin avenue (Avenue), let's get a bag or two
And smoke off frustration, no time for relaxation or procrastinatin'
Education on niggas who be hesitatin'
Got no destination, souls is on fire, no relation
My whole structure's tired, plain fatigue [?]
Goin' to extremes to make my point clearer than see-through
Let me give you my point of view, honey's clock the cable
Wanna see cash for ass? I don't order pay-per-view
You flippin', steady limpin' 'cause you know I'm real
Discovered skills, that's more bad new than a person who's AIDS victim
Listen, black and white television got me racial
I'ma take you on a side and burn you like my facial, for real
Meant to distribute gills like Kendu, MC lent you
Some verses that should make you fendable, lyrical healin'
Sayin' there's no communication, but you know I'm dope
Like a Haitian drug dealin', [?] crews appealin'
Spectacles got me respectable, not skeptical
Gettin' bent 'cause I'm flexible, fiction not acceptable
[Chorus]
Sub Sidewalker, Brooklyn New Yorkers
Conquer the senseless, but never divide
We stay high (High), we stay wise, consciously aware (Aware)
Mentally prepared for the worst (For the worst, nigga)
Sub Sidewalkers, Brooklyn New Yorkers
Conquer the senseless, but never divide
We stay high (High), we stay wise (Wise), consciously aware (Aware)
Mentally prepared for the worst, the worst nigga
Sub Sidewalkers, Brooklyn New Yorkers
Conquer the senseless, but never divide
We stay high (High), we stay wise (Wise), consciously aware (Aware)
Mentally prepared for the worst (The worst nigga)
[Outro]
Prepare for it (Prepare for it)
The whole NYC
To all my heads takin' the train (The God Sunz)
To all my heads who got [?] (Smoke Screen, Ron Bacardi)
Organised minds [?] (Nation [?])
Tru Criminal
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