Sub Sidewalkers

Lyrics

[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