Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam)

Black betty had a child (bam-ba-lam)
The damn thing gone wild (bam-ba-lam)
She said, "I'm worryin' outta mind" (bam-ba-lam)
The damn thing gone blind (bam-ba-lam)
I said oh, black betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa,

Ah-ah-ow!

Say! Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time.
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time.
Decadence isn't easy, is it?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time.
Don't they

Aye, aye, aye, do ya thang
Aye, do ya thang
Aye, do ya thang
Aye, aye, do ya thang
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye!

Fresh out the house
Got the beat on suicide
As I ride up and down
Martin luther king drive (do ya thang)
Standing tall looking down on the block

The day you left me
There was a feeling I have never shown
The day you told me
There were the words that I have never known
And now it's over
So what's left that I should ever feel
Cause since the day you left me I have been so alone

And now we're left with broken p

Yeah (yeah)

Help me feed my addiction

Yeah (yeah)
My addiction

And I spit live-o lyrics
Spit fire like pyro-lyrics
So we burn 5-0 with it
My flows are written like hieroglyphics

And I spit live-o lyrics
Spit fire like pyro-lyrics
So we burn 5-0 wit

My crew is all fired up
Y'all better just wise up
Everybody gettin' sized up
Before we all rise up
Start runnin' your times up
Cuz' when my crew ride up
The sky gon' light up
Everybody get fired up!

I walk this planet the most rugged
Most can only see this h

Break through the undertow
Your hands I can't seem to find
Pollution burns my tongue
Cough words I can't speak so I
Stop my struggling, then I float to the surface
Fill my lungs with air, then let it out

I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing
So give it all,

You mean the world to me
(And I am weightless)
Your heart is everything
(And I am useless)

If you only ask me kindly,
I will not come undone.

I'll go alone to find you.
I did not try to love you.
Because I'm sorry I am me.

What do you want me to be?

Yea, yea, yea, what' up ya'll, this is your boy capone..... Not me?
Got my voice filter on the track, killin'them,... That's good money
For those homies who're drivin' the cars to auto miles plus
This one's 4 u, no seatbelt wearers
Buckle up, it's the law! I'll tell you like this

Yo
I tell em everywhere anywhere
What was really good
My, my hood

Sometimes y'all wouldnt come around y'all
Ill wax both pots coz they aint from around here
Man stay with em stuzy coz I'm from around here
N not even the top steer looked from around here

So if

You better get ready for the war
It's so frustratin, so many hatin
Somebody gon' make me break the law
But I ain't waitin, there's no escapin
You better get ready for the war

A shotgun fanatic, who right back at it
You get, mopped and dropped like a filthy habit
X,

Yeah... Ty niggas... throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...

I don't give a fuck 'bout your faulty mishappens,
Nigga we from the bronx, new york... Shit happens,
Kids clappin'; love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the block got a scar

Hey yo first things first
It's time to shake ground in the eighth round
Bax better & break down
From the beat & the wild tone, jump in the cyclone
Styles, yes I know
We're the... Team, maxime....
Put 'em up, what the
Stuff they can't breathe
Off the wall s

My sound we come to take over
Mc's you better look over your shoulder
Yeah you know we on and on, oh well now

Nuff of them have come and them all try dog we out
Born down pill we are the roughneck scouts
Music we make for make the crowd jump up
Crowd get hyped explode a

Ayo, Jim, man, why don't ya
Why dou don't you kick some of that, you know?
You know how you do it, man, it's a trip
People don't even believe we're together right now
(Whoa) but tell your story
You know the one I like, say it for me

Riders on the storm
Riders on the

Know you by waste and not by your face.
Not by introduction not by handshake.
Not by the things that you own, but the things you dispose
It's not a case of theft but a case of loan

Scavenger have you heard
I'm sifting through your trash still I'm gonna make it last

We

(One) never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two) never turn my back on my city
(Three) never let the money fuck with me
(Four) I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches

And the sets go up

Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar with us
Fuckin' over you would give me and m

Red, yellow, hit green, then go, breathe in slow

S.o.b
You ain't never seen nothing so rugged at 90
Uh huh, with the cops behind me yo!
The boiler's grinding, keep the cuffs, enjoy your doughnuts sir, you ain't gonna find me
It's not likely…
You're chasing a ghost with

Double o g to the y thats me
G'd up hoppin out the ride with heat
With a dime piece posted in the drivers seat
All yaked up
Twistas on my feet
With some kush wrapped up in a swisha sweet
Got the hood jacked up since I hit the streets
All I really need to make the mix

The celebration song

Ease up a little bit
Cause I want to rock you
Follow the money spent
Well that's fine to guide you

By my side let's go for a long ride
In my car I'll drive you to my star
Out in space with my time
Where we all
Hey hey, yeah

A cel