(Intro) Let's get busy [?] llama la lo bombero [?] house, blowing it up Word up loco Choco, doin' his thing My niggas Washington Heights representin' ya know what I'm sayin' It's time to get live, word Keep a life in focus like my iris Private pirates, spit as I [?] the virus, the east tyrants The cavalier who explores new frontiers Fuckin' up the hemisphere, galactic warfare Spiritual thought captivates me like intercourse My inner thoughts [?] the madness, bringing sadness Tears of blood, for all my dead thugs one love Poetic justice, bless the dutches while I'm dustin' Public corruption, verbal abduction I blew up, motherfuckin' self-destruction Ladies and gents, my tactics unique like fingerprints In your residence, we're leaving no evidence Props like a president, controllin' lands and makin' deals across waters We be supporters of telephones that uses quarters Negative nights as my eyesight Searchin' for the right heights Let's do this thing right so we don't get nailed like Christ I be out of sight when I see the bright lights in automobiles [?] that be behind steels Close the curtains while I'm working I'm moving on illegal merchants Snatch the cash and I'm murking The ghetto urban, the devil's island on the rise And in apartments with clientele's that be starvin' Forget the fish scale I got whales for sale Clientele's always coming through [?] like mayo But yo once I hear the alarm, I'm gone Going through trap doors like James Bond And climbing the buildings like King Kong Word is bond How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless Our fortunes is made out of powerful forces Hid in the sources at bullet speed meet the Vietnamese Who weaves and disappears watch arrears I'm coming out my face like tears with sharp spears that end careers The shit I write is prejudice against editors I'm movin' on competitors like old Westerners Highly addicted, to lyrics and beats Luxuries and green sheets I sneak in black suits like a priest Surprise meet the beast right in front of your eye I don't need guns and knives to end niggas lives I do it with the vibe that vibrates the thirty states of hip hop Shine like lip gloss all over your spot Welcome to the home improve shop I get you wetter like raindrops who get picked on just like Master Locks Meditation enables me to disarm nations Using my weapons to give lessons on how to snatch investments Burglaries on verbal [?] you can't murder me I'm [?] my medical move planets I move so fast you thought I vanished I was banished from society, this is my odyssey Spiritual quested well vested My deception confusing foes And leaving them froze, suddenly implodes Blood stains on my Timbos, lost in limbo Ghetto streets mad greedy [?] 24 and the heat My word is bond on the gray lawn Facilitating even though I'm not in jail making sales Sippin' Moet out the holy grail Hoping that I will stay high everyday My cousins in the blacklands where the skies is gray I hope gold gems and diamonds is dropped when I'm rhymin' Thieves be shinin', thoughts of violence Manhattan is a powerful island Competitor, plus I pack guns by the ton And control all income How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest? Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless
@DrugFreeIn2003 It was a joke. You know, them spraycans that there´s a picture of in this video? The Hardcore Graffiti Artists choice if not Belton Cans etc? Being a graffer also means being true underground and not Lil Wayne etc?
2020 Rawcotiks still in rotation!
always
2021 and beyond son!
does anyone know what happened to them? and also who were their members?
❤
2024 !
Love this joint! I smoke to it daily 🔥 😂
Beat is legend super fuckin' dope. Jesus.
Lovin it for some 20 yrs
I love this kind of underground rappers with the hazy 90's productions
Damn! Old School New York Real shit☝🌍🗽💯💣💥😎
I remember this track from Stretch and Bobbito in WKCR 89.9FM.
Wow found myself a gold nugget right there! :)
Amo esto.
MC MEGABONG ULTRA
AKOUN AUTO TO STIXO KAI KATEVAZOUNE MOUTRA
classic hip hop 4 life
big tune yo peace..
im unique like fingerprints
very creative, maddd dope
Sick ass underground beat
Fuck this will always be a great song and perfect example of what's real
Nicee beat this isHip Hop
So awesomely Gangster.
Best Rappers On the planet, In my opinion. Heading past the top guys, Even if you don't you guys are better then those fakes.
nah bro not even close to the best rappers
@@hueyfinesse Yeah I am surprised I said that 2 years ago lol, Don't even remember it. Great sound though of course.
yes this ist real rap
to kommati einai apo mono tou ntopa, o mani apla tou edwse ena boost na kavlwsoume k allo
Dopeness, witness the sickness. Heard the instru to this befor the song so this is nice. Good post bro big up!
this is TOO DOPE! fuck mainstream, at all..
C-12 Carlos Bess production!
(Intro)
Let's get busy
[?] llama la lo bombero
[?] house, blowing it up
Word up loco
Choco, doin' his thing
My niggas Washington Heights representin' ya know what I'm sayin'
It's time to get live, word
Keep a life in focus like my iris
Private pirates, spit as I [?] the virus, the east tyrants
The cavalier who explores new frontiers
Fuckin' up the hemisphere, galactic warfare
Spiritual thought captivates me like intercourse
My inner thoughts [?] the madness, bringing sadness
Tears of blood, for all my dead thugs one love
Poetic justice, bless the dutches while I'm dustin'
Public corruption, verbal abduction
I blew up, motherfuckin' self-destruction
Ladies and gents, my tactics unique like fingerprints
In your residence, we're leaving no evidence
Props like a president, controllin' lands and makin' deals across waters
We be supporters of telephones that uses quarters
Negative nights as my eyesight
Searchin' for the right heights
Let's do this thing right so we don't get nailed like Christ
I be out of sight when I see the bright lights in automobiles
[?] that be behind steels
Close the curtains while I'm working
I'm moving on illegal merchants
Snatch the cash and I'm murking
The ghetto urban, the devil's island on the rise
And in apartments with clientele's that be starvin'
Forget the fish scale I got whales for sale
Clientele's always coming through [?] like mayo
But yo once I hear the alarm, I'm gone
Going through trap doors like James Bond
And climbing the buildings like King Kong
Word is bond
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless
Our fortunes is made out of powerful forces
Hid in the sources at bullet speed meet the Vietnamese
Who weaves and disappears watch arrears
I'm coming out my face like tears with sharp spears that end careers
The shit I write is prejudice against editors
I'm movin' on competitors like old Westerners
Highly addicted, to lyrics and beats
Luxuries and green sheets
I sneak in black suits like a priest
Surprise meet the beast right in front of your eye
I don't need guns and knives to end niggas lives
I do it with the vibe that vibrates the thirty states of hip hop
Shine like lip gloss all over your spot
Welcome to the home improve shop
I get you wetter like raindrops who get picked on just like Master Locks
Meditation enables me to disarm nations
Using my weapons to give lessons on how to snatch investments
Burglaries on verbal [?] you can't murder me
I'm [?] my medical move planets
I move so fast you thought I vanished
I was banished from society, this is my odyssey
Spiritual quested well vested
My deception confusing foes
And leaving them froze, suddenly implodes
Blood stains on my Timbos, lost in limbo
Ghetto streets mad greedy [?] 24 and the heat
My word is bond on the gray lawn
Facilitating even though I'm not in jail making sales
Sippin' Moet out the holy grail
Hoping that I will stay high everyday
My cousins in the blacklands where the skies is gray
I hope gold gems and diamonds is dropped when I'm rhymin'
Thieves be shinin', thoughts of violence
Manhattan is a powerful island
Competitor, plus I pack guns by the ton
And control all income
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was a hole in his flesh, nevertheless
How high can a nigga get, before he ends with a hole in his chest?
Snatch all the gold and the cash then we step
The only thing left was his clothes and his flesh, nevertheless
One squeals be behind wheels
dangerous beat
that real shit
@DrugFreeIn2003 Because there´s a picture of Montana Hardcore?
what's the name of this album ??
💎
@DrugFreeIn2003 whos lil wayne??
On the real.
whats this sample?
my the mighty have fallen.
@DrugFreeIn2003 - Who the fuck is Lil Wayne?
dope
@skunkmasta420
Oh yes.
@DrugFreeIn2003 speak on it!!!!!!!
@DrugFreeIn2003 It was a joke. You know, them spraycans that there´s a picture of in this video? The Hardcore Graffiti Artists choice if not Belton Cans etc? Being a graffer also means being true underground and not Lil Wayne etc?
@MrGuzman420 hahaha well spoken!
Funny right
classic shit
Smoke a blunt to this...
@MrGuzman420 word!
llamen a los bomberoos
0:42-0:44 Itachi in a nutshell.
@skunkmasta420 ?
@chesterthederelict What?
lll beat
7
i like extra cheese on my pizza.
@RLfilmz
lol