Yeah, yeah, Young C, what you can say Fuck all ya'll motherfuckers who wanna touch us, touch our hip-hop Yeha, for real, do you keep it real? Yeah, F.U.C.K.- dis is talk of Young C, let's go
[Young C] My persona just like big anaconda Attack immediately without pause in a minute Adrenaline burn in a body & wanna blow ya Put shit on ya, we'll not be mourn ya We make from you a pone, real slim, put you low You don't know, who iz Young C of T.W.I.N.Z Persona just like anaconda, hip hop wanna Was born ain't in a Bronx or Queens Bridge In a ghetto my soul was born to get a link Wit good world, make dis cord mo longer Fuck your dreams, fuck your trims Ya ass will be soon victim, you lookin sick, man I ain't Cholo, my body iz swoll for Ol' Skool forever, you will be me remember Me just like kifner, for my shit will lifter Just like Pun & Joe Crack, returned white rap back Wit own band Terror Squad- me iz terror for ya Coz my family ain't like suckers for rap game Man, our life iz lookin on a game
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherfuckers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, motherfucker! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
[Dazzle Kid] My persona lookin on a Yonker or Vato I'ma not stunner, coz my purse often empty like in a gutter I was born not in Havana- like Castro or Che Gevara Had riot in a soul You asshole, go front on me Dunno me, can do subliminal shot, just like Pac Time was hot, some ain't got money on shoes So he move in a way of robbin, drugdealin, cap peelin Some can't buy himself some socks or kerchiefs Some don't streets feel at 17, but got gift A talent from God, so he gotta Make a bang on a scene or blow punani Some write sagas, freestyles & he can save His lifestyle from cowards & dumb ass bitches who bark as Dogs, like sheperd or wit reitweller, you scare to holla Your bro'z who tryna guns toss and motherfuckaz Who tryna snitch you, fuck ya'll, you heard me Just like Joe, but not legends of streets They beasts earn raw when other bro rest in piece Shit became immediatly, all shit is legally Only some can say language illegally, finally Mentality is lethally, feelin it (You heard me)
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherfuckers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, motherfucker! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
Feel it son, keep it real, dis is Twinz, two broz-two twinz, mofucka check dis!!
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool mofuckaz- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, mofucka! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
Yeah, dis is rap game time, fuck fake ass mofuckaz, who tryna be ol' skool ghosts We not trully on 100% ol' skool soldiers, but we tryna, so..
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[Young C] My persona just like big anaconda Attack immediately without pause in a minute Adrenaline burn in a body & wanna blow ya Put shit on ya, we'll not be mourn ya We make from you a pone, real slim, put you low You don't know, who iz Young C of T.W.I.N.Z Persona just like anaconda, hip hop wanna Was born ain't in a Bronx or Queens Bridge In a ghetto my soul was born to get a link Wit good world, make dis cord mo longer Fuck your dreams, fuck your trims Ya ass will be soon victim, you lookin sick, man I ain't Cholo, my body iz swoll for Ol' Skool forever, you will be me remember Me just like kifner, for my shit will lifter Just like Pun & Joe Crack, returned white rap back Wit own band Terror Squad- me iz terror for ya Coz my family ain't like suckers for rap game Man, our life iz lookin on a game
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherfuckers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, motherfucker! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
[Dazzle Kid] My persona lookin on a Yonker or Vato I'ma not stunner, coz my purse often empty like in a gutter I was born not in Havana- like Castro or Che Gevara Had riot in a soul You asshole, go front on me Dunno me, can do subliminal shot, just like Pac Time was hot, some ain't got money on shoes So he move in a way of robbin, drugdealin, cap peelin Some can't buy himself some socks or kerchiefs Some don't streets feel at 17, but got gift A talent from God, so he gotta Make a bang on a scene or blow punani Some write sagas, freestyles & he can save His lifestyle from cowards & dumb ass bitches who bark as Dogs, like sheperd or wit reitweller, you scare to holla Your bro'z who tryna guns toss and motherfuckaz Who tryna snitch you, fuck ya'll, you heard me Just like Joe, but not legends of streets They beasts earn raw when other bro rest in piece Shit became immediatly, all shit is legally Only some can say language illegally, finally Mentality is lethally, feelin it (You heard me)
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherfuckers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, motherfucker! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
Feel it son, keep it real, dis is Twinz, two broz-two twinz, mofucka check dis!!
[Chorus]2xs Ol Skool mofuckaz- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma Suck my dick, mofucka! Fuck You-You not good rhymer
Yeah, dis is rap game time, fuck fake ass mofuckaz, who tryna be ol' skool ghosts We not trully on 100% ol' skool soldiers, but we tryna, so..
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