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The Surah

アーティスト:Shyheim  アルバム:The Greatest Story Never Told 

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(feat. Gutta) [Intro: Show Stoppa] Yeah, shit crazy out here, man Nahwhatimean? We in the streets For real, though, we livin' the shit Lotta niggaz is talkin' the shit, man Nahwhatimean, every day is a struggle Feel me, uh... yeah, Show Stoppa, man Gutta! Aiyo [Show Stoppa] These cold thoughts got me hot sweatin' Pictures in my mind, blood, we tryin' hurry Like a center rush, I don't get it And I can't catch it, see when you mock me Life a dream, with a message, but I can't catch it Got me all jammed up, like burn a wall, with the hammer You try to pop, it's all jammed up Soft skin gettin' tough, and the paper got me missin' Salot And the paper got me pitchin' the rock I hate baseball, wait, y'all We drop bombs, hail mary, you should listen to Pac Mention Pac, gotta mention Biggie So I got a fat black hammer fam, they call it biggie You wishin' I give you one more chance, I ain't Biggie Cock that thang back, blaow, is you ready to die? They said he thoughtless, heartless and out of control But I'm a Muslim, mock me, just watchin' my soul Believe, Latin laha, in Allah No God, but Allah, and Muhammed is his messenger But you hot, wound up, disectin' ya Body all open, 26 shots'll leave ya body all open S.K., bisectin' ya, and the lead and shells is hot, dog If it's a loud beef, get ate like a hot doog We Muslim, and it get no realer than that You can't touch a Monk, man, and just look over And he stuck around, now I'm spillin' the gat Dressed in black face mask, grillin' the cafer I submit with to will of Allah, with no rat P-R-A-Y, five times a day, I put my hair down Seven days a week, I put my hair down 12 months a year, all year round, muslims put they hair down [Shyheim] Whose the kid with his mugshot on the cover of the Source Shy show you how to rob niggaz, not in a rap song That's 3 minutes and 45 seconds too long I could hold a pale horse, blowin' a Newport short Nobody does it bigger than my Bottom Up niggaz So much coke on the street, I put Pepsi out of business Shove my metal in your mouth, like braces, but I'm not dentist Hip hop fans that listen, don't want me to finish this mischief I'm a little, so I'mma pray for these niggaz Like, Allah, please forgive 'em, for testin' Shyheim Cuz, he does not know that, I am a prophet And the pro with them two's, cuz I use, is my logic I'm everywhere, so keep your head up, like a Pac head Kill me or I'mma kill you, nigga fuck it [Interlude: Show Stoppa] Shyheim, is crazy right? Nahwhatimean, we for real out here, Gutta! [Chorus x2: Show Stoppa] If it's beef, then it's to eat, mission that Before we get, homey, I keep stuff Allah Better ask for forgiveness, homey, y'all law Cuz everybody won't make it to


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