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In Here

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(feat. Black Jesus, Killah Priest, Timbo King) [Intro: Timbo King] Yo.. +In Here+, +In Here+, +In Here+ +In Here+, yo, yo... [Chorus 1: Timbo King] You can smoke +In Here+, get loc'd +In Here+ Wanna bubble? Got raw coke +In Here+ Fucky fucky, bitches sellin' ass +In Here+ Got all my niggas up +In Here+ [Timbo King] Eh-yo, fight like _Cats and Dogs_, rats and hogs Watered down Naia shit, Niagara Falls The nut buster, bust nuts at bitches' walls Ricochet, watch it bounce off like kid-neys The Y-chromosome, +Young God+ own a home Picture my son _Home Alone_, I'm spittin' fome on a cordless phone My valium's high, Dark Denim's on, you can ask Karl Kani Attract urban cells, Colt .45 shells Shotti shells, seashells in Fort Lauderdale I love hella right, always smellin' right Equester you my shit, fuck an express overnight I'm from Poverty-ville, probably will Cuz the prob' remain nothin', that's all, my revolver still Kick fast, corporate thugs learn to kick back Used to eat three-hundred thousands off a mis-pack Of crills, who you know could back a deal Quicker than you can say, "Yo, crack can kill"? Murder one, catch a body off of self-defence My mic rinse be my evidence Yo, eh-yo, Royale, +Purple Rain+, what's my hood? Y'all too easy to break, like plywood Get high, Mr. Magic fly Tai wood It's 'Bo King hood rhymes, up to no good It's 'Bo King hood rhymes, up to no good {*echoes*} [Chorus 2: all] You can ill +In Here+, we can build +In Here+ We can spit gifts, kick real skills +In Here+ You can drink +In Here+, who you think's +In Here+? God body with the shottis, when you blink, we're here [Killah Priest] Yo, poverty stricken, robbery, guns be clickin' Forever burnin' in the furnace of afflication Overdose and drug addictions, thugs who judged by the system Will suck the blood of the victims Sacreligious, savage trapped in prison Adapt the wisdom, they sit back and listen To the old-timers, the beast out the clothes liners Bullets claim the lives of miners, and 9-to-5ers The nine'll find ya, in the line of fire Skies turn black, I could see your soul, touch a ghost Drag you through the holes, spit out blue fire


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