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Hip Hop SAVior
Am-Fam productions Presents A.I.R
Amnesty International Records, we make it hard to breathe....
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,208
Peak in subgenre #650
Author
Anonymus
Rights
yes
Uploaded
November 18, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 1.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
I catch chills cause da flow so ill...ya fo real..
Colda then winta time construction steel...
Swallow ya pride like ol folks swallow pills...
Ya got alltimas always forgetten you a small rhyma...
Not at all on da hall of fame wall tima...
All kinda niggas lookin at non like my arms gone...
When da flows on...they say gimme mo then busta rhymes man come on..
Don’t say bad shit bout son...if you do its worse then starin in da son..
Go blind by starin in da barrel of a gun...act like I wont take apparell cause its fun...
I lunge at cats punch out teeth wit rap..my songs carry bombs man compete wit that...
If ya whack m.c,’s lunch then I’d rather have a snack take a nap wake up in da mornin take a crap..
All over ya cd...how can see me..people nicely call me meany when they come in see me..
When I get rich.. come off tour..more niggas show moms love like she afeenie shakur..
Im better then norm tell when I perform on a street corn-a..
ya’ll niggas aint competition just a warm...up....
Keep my brain fresh so I keep a storm...up
Get mo bucks then trump when I threaten wit pump..
Pistol gripped in like mack 10..back when him n jay-o felony was happnin..
All I want I get through my flow..
relax my life tell it how I know..
If I cant don’t want no mo
but crysto’l in my glass for da glow..
Cristol in my glass fo da glow..
Take a couple sips..then I want some mo...
Keep me wet lick shots til im gone..
Easy done easy said...im not stoppin til im to far ahead and I travel well sped..
You want I got well here....take it I got a lot plus an extra spare...
I use to slang in dem motels...only thang someone gone tell...and its prolly someone I know well..
A dopefiend I gave an extra piece for help..
never goin through that again like homo priest in vatican ..
Im gonna handle my life.. shit, I can manage it like joe jackson...a good life discipline wit some slow action..
But in da hood its not good..say suttin wrong you betta knock wood...
Now white tee red like ya name is suge..
Better believe them superstitions when they tell you business...
U can be here gone next in one minute...don’t doubt it think bout it...
im smilin.. profilin... u would think im on some kinda island...
Stylin wit my niggas close to me like I am...
Am Fam repeated as I stand silent..the diamond found in the hottest climate..
And its da hottest why? cause im da hottest rhymin...
You onda bottom of shit like a black tip..
This Anon’s atlas I map this...
Im 900 million crack hits broke in fractions...
You keep comin back for I just keep laughin...
Feet tappin to bo jangles got ya thought tangled..
I mix n mangle...put kicks in anal..put kicks in beats..then rip for free.
Get in me is like gettin a disease you really know what it means but u don’t know what it means...
Until ya day of death when in ya need...
Everything slow n furious u seem in need for speed...
U really know who ya boy who ya g...u in heaven see em poorin out the hennessy...
