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America's Nightmare; Young, Black, And Don't Give A Fuck
Rap In It's Rawest Form
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Peak #3,161
Peak in subgenre #514
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LukeCwalker
Uploaded
November 24, 2005
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
i keep my shit rugged sorta like timberland boots
you could search all you want nobody illa than luke
im from tha DC click, see me chillin wit krulz
malice in tha kitchen cookin up some chicken n stew
got me laughin, most cats lie n pretend
they all wrong thinkin they donz like i-z-m
so i keeps it real, known to expose they breast
not found till the hounds smell corrodin flesh
never turn my back to those that i do not trust
never will i bang wit those who do not bust
ya real niggaz stay wit you when times are rough
the fake ones sell they souls just to hide from cuffs
i been there done that, wut you tellin me nigga?
you slipped up and thats why you got a felony nigga
ive been charged many times, only one conviction
but i didnt do a bid, i aint one to be bitchin
new york city, hells kicthen, where L's livin
the streets is hot, cops and dead pidgeons
i got a lot of friends, but a lot more enemies
fuck them, buck them, hit em in tha head n leave
its a stick up, i know you got ya pay in ya chucks
give it up or get a 9 inch blade in ya gut
yea, its tha nightmare puttin it down
F ya favorite, luke is ya favorite now
everybody runnin ever since i came into town
try to step up, get wrecked WHAT, face in the ground
nigga!
let me show you how to flip it
switch styles, got ya head boppin to my lyrics
noddin to my rhythm
lukec, im the best rappa neva blow
but i dont give a fuck, niggaz aint testin my flow
yall aint steppin up, get it, what
my team known to buck buck, i thought i should let you know
let it go
yea, im full of diversity, you aint worthy b
dont make me perform open mic surgery
verbally, i am too ill
you heard of me, n i dont give a fuck how you feel
thats word to me
i am hip-hop without all the bullshit parts
the best by far, known to make a full clip spark
its 10 o'clock, do you know where ya bitch is at
save that for another track, bring it back
now where was i, yea, im the best by far
cock diesel, last week i flexed my car
hit you wit one fist, embarass you in front of ya peeps
you've been squashed by a man wit humungous feet
its the nightmare, betta known as cwalka
the man wit tha blue aura comin to haunt ya
black mac in the backpack
for wack kats yap yappin think they ill because they rap fast
well, fuck that, let me slow it down
hold my microphone, i need to hose it down
ayo spittin them 44's
clips in em 44's
rippin em fo sho
hit em wit tha chrome
im a new york nigga, yea, got the bass pumpin
cocked 9 millimeter here, somebody say sumthin
ive been in the grind throwin punches ever since i was a youngin
gettin playas for they money then i run off wit they honeys
aint nuthin funny, act up, get ya life get stole
one hitta quitta then i rid ya of ya money role
thats how it is hoe, everybody, every day
you get ya shit broke if you fuckin wit tha a
i got tha kryptonite about to mix it wit tha haze
a real pusha, i get my shit by the k
im in the city rollin heavy in my chevy
rims spoked out and the tires poke out
im straight east coast but im bout to go south
put it all in yo mouth, now im out, no doubt
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