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g-song - street military lyrics

[kid crying]
don’t let ‘am see the boogeyman…
naw…
nuh*unh…
naw, you ain’t fin’ta get…
unh*uh, naw…
[kid: i want daddy]
unh*uh, you ain’t fin’ta get your daddy. nah, i got you now…

kick*it, to the south park, step into the master*minded, criminal*minded, criminal*active, i kick in hyperactive, i step to the mic, once nine millimeter blasted in ‘ya face, took to the point where you’ll be neck*bracin’, no clues, no suspects, and no fingerprint traces. kidnapper, that close so many cases, took to the point, where i try to make the cops compete, when they tryin’ to catch me on feet, from sellin’ dope, in the middle of the street, and i can’t be beat, and tec in the hands of a number one suspect. hollow*point action beam, be sick, and on to the next & the next, on to the projects where i put myself in a home made/self made bulletproof vest. creepin’, never sleepin’, deep up in the cut, with a mention, i’m the one, i can see the corruption of a nut, then sh*t i get my gun, and go blast, in a dash i’ma get away, any other way, i’ma make my jet*away clean everyday. i’m livin’ like a dopefiend in these streets, take a look at this crooked character, capture you with these sk!lls never seen before, never be a fool on this level that i’m on. how could it ever be? there’s no contender, i done been through the basic training. so, how you gon’ get with me, g? i confuse, disintegrate fools that hesitate, mind*controller, holder of a nine, phenomenal i am. my mind is technique to geekin’, if i can’t get geek, i start whoopin’ fools to sleep, kickin’ ’em with bare feet. ask me? better get away from this mentally disturbed child, homicidal choking executioner style, without a smile…

never be…
never be…
never be, no one on this level…

g, i want ‘ya to know me…
come, follow me…
it’s a masterpiece, from a mastermind, a g…
i got you in a daze, fool you gon’ mind…
i waste no time, to pull out the nine…
g, i want ‘ya to know me, i got you in a daze, fool you gon’ mind…
i waste no time, to pull out the nine…
it’s a masterpiece, from a mastermind, a g…
check*it! lyrics are designed to break a fool back when he run up, come up from the attack, man. check*it! lyrics are designed to control a fool mind, when i rip it get wicked, as a nine. what you wanna know about a fool like me? i am the master, the controller, so much rhyme in my folder, crack a fool down, look crazy, better not even try to fade the hard rhyme, or get his mind & his hand crushed. lyrics’ll bust into flames, i guess you wanna know my name? the kidnapper, lyrics be comin’ so deep, make me wanna bust a vein & explode, figure i’m in the mode ready to reach another*level, i proceed to make a fool fold. what do ‘ya wanna know about me? i’m peepin’ the fascination, you better beware of me, the only demonstration of what do you wanna be facing, crash a fool to pieces, whoever to be the bad*boy runnin’ up quick, to get his neck split. lyric to a rhyme, rhyme to a lyric, kb’ll get explicit, no sucka can get wit’ it, hit ’em from the back, get from in front of me, enemy don’t never compete with me, because i’m horrifyin’. g, you really don’t understand me, could he be the hardest dope mc, i am the invention that you never seen, i come in your dream, i’m like a magician. can i be the one? go grab ‘yo gun, because you need it, you terrified in the mind, i’m deep, i creep on a sucka, i’m underground, in a one on one round, you’ll be lost & found dead. two to the head, with the infrared on your dome, i got that chrome, you’ll get drilled. get ready for bedtime, headline shows that i’m a victim of the ghetto confused in the mind. in the mind, i’m the extreme character, crooked as ever. can you understand me, g? ’cause i go on & on in a daze, amazed the mind in many ways, itty*bitty young punks’ll try to step up, but they don’t know the sk!ll, mane. i’m livin’ like a thug everyday, everyday my life goes on i’m a master with these sk!lls, never do you know how i come up wit’ it, it’s like an addiction takin’ me to another*level, deeper than the mind. i got a reputation, a gangster evasive, i don’t high*cap, fool i kidnap, react in hyperactive tone, i’m sinister, wicked…

g, i want ‘ya to know me…
come, follow me…
it’s a masterpiece, from a mastermind, a g…
i got you in a daze, fool you gon’ mind…
don’t never make me have to pull my nine…’cause you gon’ hate me…
g, i want ‘ya to know me, come follow me…
it’s a masterpiece, from a mastermind, a g…
i got you in a daze, fool you gon’ mind…(mind)

never be…
never be…
never be, no one on this level…

creepin’, i never move slow, it’s kb the master, on the go freestyle fanatic, traumatic don’t make me get the automatic, or nine millimeter, i’ma crack ‘ya down to centimeter. it’s kb, comin’ straight from the hood, i’m up to no good, i thought the fact was understood…

- street military lyrics

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