Everyday Livin’

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[Chocolate Tye] What? Bring It! get smacked bitch I mean it Niggas wanna check the livest, then bring your fucking team Whatever, the more the better Who can [?] check the Shadez of Brooklyn (what?) You trick? I'll say you never With Chocolate Tye wrestle Hollywood dicks and pussies needin' a reality check so that I give 'em Booyah! Dismiss ya' from the [?] Shadez [?] recognize gold's comin' [Black Tee] I live and die for this rap shit My lyrical tactics are more complex than gymnastics You get that ass twisted backwards for tryna' see us With that rap style that's up to no good True criminal minds, committin' crimes of verbal rhymes Rhymes that come down like a dropped dime Coz' Brooklyn section Where niggas known for packin' guns for protection Will leave a burned MC like an infection, so Who's next to flex? like sex I'll be forced to break a rappers neck Or jam like a fuckin' TEC [Revrend Al] Fittin' the description to the tips and This nig' corrupt like Richard Nixon Wanted for wicked convictions Never off guards, when I'm wearing camouflage I'm in the line of duty son, patrollin' [?] Locking emcees from both sides like parentheses Containin' elements that overdose like [?] New violent tracks went thru the maps like marathon Dope cut with methadone, comin' from the pentagon Military bound with a rap crown This beat of Bushwick, NY sell on surround sound Now for the year 2000 I be hustlin' on dynamics Shinin' thru the Shadez on the BK planet [Rambo] Rambo [?] camouflage X marks the spot, doin' hits up in shopingcarts Rockin' charts, chokin' pussy hearts and pointin' dots [?] Brooklyn where it starts, in open lots findin' body parts [?] soldier moves Fuck your home improvment, dropin' smooth shit, moving militant Wilson Ave - drug market; crack, coke, smoke Broke, no hope, selling soap [?] thousands pass me, bullets nearly hit me The bridge is out to get me I get [?] Max, smoking tracks [?] Fuck this bitch [?] Hot wax, rich black, two dimes of [?] Who's next to test [?] on the verbal [?] Gunshots ring, fuck the [?] [?] that can box you out the fucking ring Tyson hooks, evil looks, ganja smokin' crooks Cowboy mind, ready to catch a body anytime [Chocolate Tye - Bridge] Shadez of Brooklyn everyday livin' in the gheto You live and die, unless that ass got an alibi Shadez of Brooklyn everyday livin' in the gheto You live and die, unless that ass got an alibi [Rambo] Sun down, this is snake now, with the rundown Bum's heart, put your gun down, vanishing sun now Get bucked [?] watch like Seiko When I flow, I [?] tidal damage like tornadoes Huricane, [?] your main vein [?] maintain, drift like [?] [?] American [?] Columbian, Dominican, Dutchmen [?] medicine in the Michigan New orleans scene [?] for a bit Scam or skim, I do my thing with the sub-machine So let [?] coz' I'm the new don-king [?] when I swing, representing Brooklyn (representing Brooklyn) [Black Tee] I rip mics and break em' down quick Like a [?] then take flight like I was down with Nike Who clould it be? this man Black Tee Standin 6"1, big gun, dressed to the fuckin' T The illest breed, my mom's last seed, true indeed I eat thru rappers like some A-C-I-D And keep it real like "Hamburger hill" You think I won't but I will, strike that ass to kill So peep this rap game general Doin' bodily harm like no minerals And spillin' that ill lyrical chemicals On your mental, so that's all and that's it The nigga Al, show these people how to flip [Revrend Al] Bust the chemistry, i'm in the lab fixin' remedies My notes be quotes that bein' stored in your memories I [?] release, like a disease that pleases true MCs Shitin' on all non beliefs So I say "fuck it!", let me bust it, release anger Feel like David Banner with a bullet in the chamber My brain is numb from all the dumb shit that I hear But I'ma play it to the rear, let y'all clowns [?] the [?] I'm 19 years, of age, I'm not afraid I conduct rough serenades, every livin' day [Chocolate Tye] Proper so I rock it, natural Coz I gotta keep atackin' all them nigga talkin' bull But for real though, who wanna flow? come wit' your grudge And your ass'll be chokin' from your own damn blood Hungry I am, for the fame, never gave a damn Say what nigga? I'm focusing on the grands Hardrocks receive hard knots And hoods get extorted in neighborhoods for whatever goods So what up? (what?) I put my foot in your gut What is this faggot shit? stop looking at my dick I'm that silent, violent type of human Only 15% know what the fuck Tye be doin' So Arm, Leg, Leg, Arm, Head; Fuck the feds And anybody else with negativity, sad S.O.Bs Rock on, 'bout time new shit's born I'll fuck you and your crew like that shit was porn Ain't nothin' obvious, so I'm never assumin' Personally I can give two fucks about [?] Recognize punk ass nigs [?] I run upon your ass and pull off your fuckin' wig Drama, I bring that shit straight to your mama To make you understand you really don't want beef You want a salam aleykum. Oh my God, Tye's amazing I can't take it, [?] awakening [Outro] Yeah! I'ts like that with the flow That With the flow That With the flow Yeah! I'ts like that with the flow
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- Da Beatminerz