[Round 1: Emerson Kennedy]
L.A., we ready? We good?
Nigga, hold on…
I was gon' show you science to see the way...and drop some facts on you
What’s the use of tryin' if DNA...already turned his back on you?
Let's take religion and chains off, and that division of fame gone
Fuck I sound like wit’ round types on his decision to chase God?
They call me “atheist” ‘cause my basics is attaining wisdom to take charge
It's hard to win an argument with brainiacs…
It's impossible to win ‘em with brainwash
So let's keep it business and straightforward, and I won't blast on church
If you don't quote some past song's verse to tell me that my path don't work
Your palms stayed clean when you was prayin’
I had to put my hands on dirt
My past was airplane crash
In order to take care of those around me, I had to put the mask on first
I know yo’ past squad heard somethin' awful from him
Thought you was the boss or somethin’, ‘til they cut the losses from him
Shine stabbed you in the back, and you ain't want to squab' or nothin'?
You spend your life doin’ this…(*makes the Sign of the Cross on his chest*)...and ain't know when the double-cross is comin'?
I ain't brought no gun shit!
I'mma fuck him up!
Four Horsemen's another squad to run in, buncha sucka porch niggas
These couple fuckin' redundants all stuck in the four scriptures
Well, tonight, I change history, the fuckin' Force hit ya
‘Cause you will see (USC) this Trojan land, but I'm the one that snuck the Horse nigga!
You really think those brothers ride?
If Saga was to die, you'd really think those brothers ride?
You should've learned from the Last Supper
Soon as the tables turn, no one's left on the other side
What if you was to die? They phonin' up on ya moms?
The niggas I hold down in real life, same niggas that's gon' hold me up when I'm gone
You just a clown in front a carousel
Career's a circus, it's so blatant
How else we supposed to take him serious if niggas behind him keep rotatin'?
An Uncle Tom, he's been anoin-
-ted by this colony you've joined
I'm Laker-minded: I say a Tom is (Isaiah Thomas) too small to be the point
Catch up!
We been stressed on the West, ‘cause when it's hot, the kids lose it
Smack, Summer Madness on this side is just tryin' to live through it
I'm serious, and he fake as shit to make it rich
Clique-hop in here, they'll bake your shit
Niggas dyin' over Nintendos: I dare him to make a switch
L.A., what's up!? Let's go!
Relationships, you ain't been frank (Ben Frank)
So how you figure to fight
If you shocked how key it is to send yo' nigga a kite?
How you keep religion in sight when you can't trust yo' self
And expect to light up the night if you don't know how to conduct yo' self?
Horseman, trust yo' self
I mean, look what you found
Too much stress after success, he ain't even good for two rounds
You was the man on top…you bottom Horse of the crew now
So they sent our (centaur) best to be putting you down!
Tell Smack I need the crown
They can all get dealt
Saga get dragged to Tijuana before the wall gets built
I know that's sorta, like, late, and I shouldn't glorify hate
But if you break that wall bar down, it was borderline great!
Nigga, war is my fate!
I don't find God and brag on it
Or take a Christian girl's hand and then ask her dad on it
And get nervous before the wedding, ‘cause how much we planned on it
Where I'm from, cold feet means there's probably a tag on it
I know you fast with your family, but I give a different feel
I move fast to make sure my family never skip a meal
Let's do it…
I am Jordan and Pippen, when the form is hittin'
He falls back, holdin' his nose: now he a born-again Christian!
I'm fire!
L.A., what's up? L.A., what's up!? What's up!?
Fuck it, I'mma remix it!
I said, I am Jordan and Pippen, Jordan-Jordan and Pippen
When the form is rippin', when the form is rippin'
He fall back, holdin' his nose-
He fall back, holdin' his nose-
He fall back, holdin' his nose: now he a born-again Christian!
Round 1!
L.A., we ready? We good?
Nigga, hold on…
I was gon' show you science to see the way...and drop some facts on you
What’s the use of tryin' if DNA...already turned his back on you?
Let's take religion and chains off, and that division of fame gone
Fuck I sound like wit’ round types on his decision to chase God?
They call me “atheist” ‘cause my basics is attaining wisdom to take charge
It's hard to win an argument with brainiacs…
It's impossible to win ‘em with brainwash
So let's keep it business and straightforward, and I won't blast on church
If you don't quote some past song's verse to tell me that my path don't work
Your palms stayed clean when you was prayin’
I had to put my hands on dirt
My past was airplane crash
In order to take care of those around me, I had to put the mask on first
I know yo’ past squad heard somethin' awful from him
Thought you was the boss or somethin’, ‘til they cut the losses from him
Shine stabbed you in the back, and you ain't want to squab' or nothin'?
You spend your life doin’ this…(*makes the Sign of the Cross on his chest*)...and ain't know when the double-cross is comin'?
I ain't brought no gun shit!
I'mma fuck him up!
Four Horsemen's another squad to run in, buncha sucka porch niggas
These couple fuckin' redundants all stuck in the four scriptures
Well, tonight, I change history, the fuckin' Force hit ya
‘Cause you will see (USC) this Trojan land, but I'm the one that snuck the Horse nigga!
You really think those brothers ride?
If Saga was to die, you'd really think those brothers ride?
You should've learned from the Last Supper
Soon as the tables turn, no one's left on the other side
What if you was to die? They phonin' up on ya moms?
The niggas I hold down in real life, same niggas that's gon' hold me up when I'm gone
You just a clown in front a carousel
Career's a circus, it's so blatant
How else we supposed to take him serious if niggas behind him keep rotatin'?
An Uncle Tom, he's been anoin-
-ted by this colony you've joined
I'm Laker-minded: I say a Tom is (Isaiah Thomas) too small to be the point
Catch up!
We been stressed on the West, ‘cause when it's hot, the kids lose it
Smack, Summer Madness on this side is just tryin' to live through it
I'm serious, and he fake as shit to make it rich
Clique-hop in here, they'll bake your shit
Niggas dyin' over Nintendos: I dare him to make a switch
L.A., what's up!? Let's go!
Relationships, you ain't been frank (Ben Frank)
So how you figure to fight
If you shocked how key it is to send yo' nigga a kite?
How you keep religion in sight when you can't trust yo' self
And expect to light up the night if you don't know how to conduct yo' self?
Horseman, trust yo' self
I mean, look what you found
Too much stress after success, he ain't even good for two rounds
You was the man on top…you bottom Horse of the crew now
So they sent our (centaur) best to be putting you down!
Tell Smack I need the crown
They can all get dealt
Saga get dragged to Tijuana before the wall gets built
I know that's sorta, like, late, and I shouldn't glorify hate
But if you break that wall bar down, it was borderline great!
Nigga, war is my fate!
I don't find God and brag on it
Or take a Christian girl's hand and then ask her dad on it
And get nervous before the wedding, ‘cause how much we planned on it
Where I'm from, cold feet means there's probably a tag on it
I know you fast with your family, but I give a different feel
I move fast to make sure my family never skip a meal
Let's do it…
I am Jordan and Pippen, when the form is hittin'
He falls back, holdin' his nose: now he a born-again Christian!
I'm fire!
L.A., what's up? L.A., what's up!? What's up!?
Fuck it, I'mma remix it!
I said, I am Jordan and Pippen, Jordan-Jordan and Pippen
When the form is rippin', when the form is rippin'
He fall back, holdin' his nose-
He fall back, holdin' his nose-
He fall back, holdin' his nose: now he a born-again Christian!
Round 1!
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