[Hell Razah] Put all your banks ___, fall back watch me get in my zone I ain't like pop off yet and already been cloned Young Christ when I write, niggas picking up stones And New York be the modern day Rome Sit in my throne like King David I'm most hated but I still made it And you're a flop, that been overrated See I ain't plugged into 'The Matrix ' Or smoke weed with the smiling faces It's either Heaven or we Hell Razing Holding hostages and gun waving Tell Bush no negotiating because they still owe reparations I'm underground where there's train stations From my brain there be no replacements Another dollar every hour that your eye blinking Free the slaves, black Abe Lincoln Only things that's my pants hanging And be with killers that be gangbanging
[Chorus: Hell Razah] We 'In Da Streetz', y'all industry I ain't tryna see no record label pimping me And I don't really give a fuck if you ain't feeling me I still got fucking record labels feeling me We 'In Da Streetz', y'all industry I ain't tryna see no record label pimping me I don't really give a fuck if you ain't feeling me I still got model sisters wanna sleep with me
[Hell Razah] I got him scared, can't sleep with a gun in his palm I got my arrow from Yemen, who be wiring bombs Big guns, when we use them that be shaking your arms Feds studying the tape like it came from Saddam Your Uncle Tom ass niggas, knowing y'all feel us Have my killers come through the block and rob your dealers Run up in his label, smack his A&R 'Cause he seeing kickback while he is kick the wack bars I'll make you a star, get you scars and some bullet wounds Put you on the table in the operating room My scope got view and it zoom from a rifle It's Maccabee militant, project survival A tat to a scripture on my arm from the bible And make 'Rebel Music' for snipers to ride to Son of Castro, my pops had an afro Now I be a prophecy cooking up a crack flow Back like '88, sheepskins and rope chains Do it like ___ did it to the coke game Ball in Cadillac's, play Johnny Coltrane Raised off of Al Green killing shit on Soul Train
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[Chorus: Hell Razah] We 'In Da Streetz', y'all industry I ain't tryna see no record label pimping me And I don't really give a fuck if you ain't feeling me I still got fucking record labels feeling me We 'In Da Streetz', y'all industry I ain't tryna see no record label pimping me I don't really give a fuck if you ain't feeling me I still got model sisters wanna sleep with me
[Hell Razah] I got him scared, can't sleep with a gun in his palm I got my arrow from Yemen, who be wiring bombs Big guns, when we use them that be shaking your arms Feds studying the tape like it came from Saddam Your Uncle Tom ass niggas, knowing y'all feel us Have my killers come through the block and rob your dealers Run up in his label, smack his A&R 'Cause he seeing kickback while he is kick the wack bars I'll make you a star, get you scars and some bullet wounds Put you on the table in the operating room My scope got view and it zoom from a rifle It's Maccabee militant, project survival A tat to a scripture on my arm from the bible And make 'Rebel Music' for snipers to ride to Son of Castro, my pops had an afro Now I be a prophecy cooking up a crack flow Back like '88, sheepskins and rope chains Do it like ___ did it to the coke game Ball in Cadillac's, play Johnny Coltrane Raised off of Al Green killing shit on Soul Train
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