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Current song lyrics
Ra! (*repeat 7X*)<br /><br />[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br />R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it<br />A: Allah who I praise to the fullest<br />K: Keep it moving, <br />I: Stand alone<br />M: It's my crown, my world, my throne<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax<br />The arm in that, you show me where the party's at<br />Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs<br />Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back"<br />Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'<br />A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns<br />Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms<br />Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom<br />Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto<br />On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero<br />And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal<br />The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world<br />Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all<br />The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car<br />Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar<br />Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls<br />And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll<br />Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed<br />It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold<br />I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up<br />Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up<br />Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up"<br />Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up<br />Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists<br />And convicts, killers and dons<br />Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers<br />Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods<br />Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf<br />Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth<br />Since the Moon separated from Earth<br />That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse<br />It's the<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />Ay yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs<br />To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that<br />Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack, <br />That know rap before they turned coke to crack<br />To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms<br />Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars<br />The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve<br />Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God<br />Chicks moan just to get next to my throne<br />And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone<br />Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone<br />Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone<br />Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003<br />Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me<br />Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream<br />Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the<br /><br />[Chorus] - 6X
New song lyrics
Ra! (*repeat 7X*)<br /><br />[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br />R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it<br />A: Allah who I praise to the fullest<br />K: Keep it moving, <br />I: Stand alone<br />M: It's my crown, my world, my throne<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax<br />The arm in that, you show me where the party's at<br />Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs<br />Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back"<br />Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'<br />A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns<br />Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms<br />Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom<br />Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto<br />On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero<br />And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal<br />The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world<br />Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all<br />The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car<br />Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar<br />Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls<br />And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll<br />Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed<br />It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold<br />I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up<br />Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up<br />Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up"<br />Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up<br />Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists<br />And convicts, killers and dons<br />Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers<br />Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods<br />Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf<br />Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth<br />Since the Moon separated from Earth<br />That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse<br />It's the<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />Ay yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs<br />To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that<br />Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack, <br />That know rap before they turned coke to crack<br />To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms<br />Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars<br />The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve<br />Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God<br />Chicks moan just to get next to my throne<br />And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone<br />Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone<br />Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone<br />Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003<br />Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me<br />Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream<br />Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the<br /><br />[Chorus] - 6X
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