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All Out (Original)

アーティスト:Harlem World 

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(feat. Mase) [Mase] Yo, this go out to radio stations The disc jockeys, college radio Independent market And promotions street team Anybody who put a sticker up Anybody that passed the word bout Harlem World Anybody that kept the buzz goin Everybody that starred in Harlem World And myself M A $ E, Baby Stase Loon, Meeno, Blinky Blink Huddy Combs, Cardan All Out [Meeno] There's a lot of things that been on my mine Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the line Tryin to take the track we hit on Throw it down and spit on, flip it, rearrange Boy, you messin with danger Wit the anger I possess Got to get it off my chest Brutalize fake emcees to get off my stress Take a pellet to the face Then I throw on a vest Then I grab the gloves And take the bullet out his chest Must confess Stress factor still I have to Take it there beware, prepare for disaster Final chapter, y'all cowards We gon blast ya When and where but not why Y'all already know the answer Cancer and the Herbs Transform to verbs Nouns rip like rounds Clowns get bust down For now y'all cowards got to play the background I'm the warning of this rap game its time for lock down [Baby Stase] God Bless you The cops came to your rescue I bet you, if it was Ma$e he would of threat you I knew you wasn't shit before I met you And just because you can't walk it Don't mean you cant talk it My cats got mels to hit, shells to spit They low in the Volvo while the L's get lit I'm from Harlem World You don't know the hell I'm wit So y'all chics can't tell me shit Come on now, everyone clear the way Under cars better stay Shots will ricochet Stay alive another day It's no lame in my staff We don't aim for cats So if I smack you who gon back you You ain't see nothin My home made me somethin Stase gt glamour misses down south gettin riches And that's word to Jehovah witness Any man cross this fam get beat up wit the quickness [Cardan] Yo, let me tell you somethin', I'm ahead of my time Ain't no damn pellets, this is lead in my rhyme When I spit this stuff you know Get a pen and pad dido This one stop at 62, I'm a spit through ten mo It kinda like the window, back of the Volvo limo Cuda, don't tell me nothin if ain't about my ammo All I did was 2 Clue's that was just a demo Went from Harlem to Holly World to the Wood People gon hate regardless I feel so good For my AC legend Now I'm a legend sit on my hood They say B you doin your thing I say playa I should I play hard like the Notorious rapper Slash B.I.G. slash Christopher King of New York the Emperor Slash head fake slash in the paint horse you Slash perimeter slash Air Jordan cross you Slash Murphy slash four turn delirious Slash Cardan slash take my stuff seriously What? [Huddy Combs] I'm getting bigger dough spotin minks and figaro's All my misses know Huddy Comb


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