100 Stacks - Statik Selektah, JFK, Strong Arm Steady

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A 1−2 a 1−2

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Check it out

It was a crime to rhyme, so funny to some rappers

Spittin, tryna collect that bill, money and sums

Revolving a gun, them problems come

Call the party, someone’s son

Damn you guys were both so young

Where I’m from you catch the whole case

Autopsy photos in your cell, seen his whole face

No you ain’t got no day all because life’s probay

Under one now, tryna catch that cold case

Shit got real, now you feelin goofy

In the club hanging with Puki, listen Dooky

Life is spooky, that molly turn to cooky

Think you’re Bruce Lee, find yourself and lose teeth, what’s beef

Here today, gone today where I play

Yea that song play Amazing Grace, yea that’s what I call a long day

Hey we go this, I pursue it

Get down with ODB, become an opportunist, word to the truest

Yea, first you owe me now you don’t know me

Yea, fallacy, yea the fake and phony

For a 6 kill a Joe, a nigga joke on it

Word to DZA, yea my Harlem crowning

Yes, the daddy mac macaroni

On the Macintosh, medium lady matrimony

Funked on me, watch the world, I hose on it

And reflect on life lessons my granny told me

Totally toughed out, supposed to be on it

In the precinct yelling, telling the whole story

Yea, raiders of the lost ark found glory

In the open territory to teleport me

Hah, taking notes to the testimony

Seein' Tony tote Tony Black California

Homie seen me, deed me and I see it counts

Have been withdrawn, nigga don’t leave me out