domingo, 5 de junio de 2011

Lyric The Hidden Hand - Fat Joe

Lyric Song The Hidden Hand: Fat Joe Yeatime to educate the youth Speak on it God Cause if we won tthen who will True Terror Squad styleyo Speak on it God YoI was a wild adolescentblessed with the foul essence Messin around with the wrong crowdI learned my lesson Stressin all the things that I have not I pray to God I get my Uncle out the crack spot I hear mad shotshomicide come and play Matlock but never crack the case cause the defendant s a bad cop You feel me fam The devil s got a plan That s why Farrakhan formed a Million Man up in Washington The Hidden Hand even planned this man Have me goin hand to handkillin my own clan But now I understand and see the big picture cryin about the struggleI teach you how to get richer Cuban Link Shit is a hassle in this rotten applekids robbin coppin capsules Rockin tattoosboppin with ankles locked in shackles Got the cops joggin at youspittin rounds of clipsthey down wit it New clowns ll make you feel as if the Bill of Rights is counterfeit Now it s been written that all men are equalbut then it s legal when they beat us and treat us as if we re different people We go for delf the cop s health I d rather drop shelf and let off shots until my Glock melts Cause God dealt us a helpless handthey made us sell this land so the palest man could build a selfish plan You know we can t trust the governmentcause Uncle Sam is smugglin drugs for us to hustle all the stuff for him Even McGruff is in itgettin a percentage Takin advantagepunishin just blacks and hispanics Big Punisher My heart is cold as iceso I know I m sheistBig Pun was the kid that no one likedmy whole lifeis one big roll of the dice Payin a price twice as expensive as white kids Destined for Riker s not knowin my existance was priceless IT S LIKE THISmy soul was lifelessI earned stripes fightin the nicest in the crisis I slice em in half and make em dash like hyphensinvitin any rapper to Clash With the Titan The writing s like fighting cause rappers be biting like Tyson I m hypein the crowdkeepin em Loud like my label I m proud I m able to lift from the bowels of the ghetto I found me a little sanity inside a career and a family No more wars and renderin tears to insanity So keep the salary and tear the miccause I love it There s my lifeyou judge it it SeisI don t want it Triple Seis I m a Dominicanstranded in New York like Filligan Don t wanna get locked up in the pen again But here they comethe faggots and cuffssearchin for guns Turnin they ride on the side of the curb to see who runs They authorize the beast to walk the streets holdin heat Four deepwe puff productionmy cheekyou know my steez the policeusin yquot;probable causeyquot; to break laws Behind the badge you try to cover up your racial war I got somethin for you boys in blue The system poisoned youblew your covernow what you supposed to do I never let the faggot pull the trig first It won t be no American flag over my hearse What s worseyou know they disperse for bucks So take caution in the streets cause our protection sucks Armaggedon This dudehe had the darkest pads Who dressed up in the heart of brash Forever talkin trash How he stacked niggaz to almanac Gunshots to corner four police informants Stood like he modeled the latest fashionssidewalk sideshow performance He raised the pull of gracea razor blew his face Force calm the sere plus a pack of the dunga dun laced with toothpaste Life ain t to be gambled sonyou could get trampled by people that act more like animals than mammals high off enamel That s what his poppa said whose locked for droppin Akmed in the candy store robbery probably to get his veins fed He ain t listenhe became a braindead cocaine head Older Mexicans knewthey killed him eatin bagualitos But hey little kidsdon t follow these dopes Prospect What Uh huhyea I can dig that They call me ProspectI just came back from Had this track on pausenow I m back on course It s lost on the Avetryin to take my life from the past Get this legal cash without dad Kinda sad how he got dragged down to negativity Only if he had one lovetrust for liberty this world would be a better placeget what it takes in a race to racism replace the snake in em Bad oneswant to spend lives and discriminate I m tryin to keep this positive vibeand from that I generate to the toplike Puffy won t stop I m mature nowwith one knotfrom tryin to get locked And to the shorties on the blocktryin to twist 40 tops Get your act togetherdo some carpentry with a Black n Decker And stop speedin like a Kawasaki From my lifeto your lifeI m touchin everybody Twinz watch me Everything we speak is the truth From Prospect to Munroehere in a hot second The whole world run knoweverything we speak is the truth Terror Squad

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