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Bronx The You Want To See Us Burn

same lie Unexcused, so we kill ourselves, let go Gotta pretend I don't know Look back, pulling mistakes from the past, hold on To fake inspiration, retrace all the lies you

the same lie unexcused so we kill ourselves let go gotta pretend i don't know look back pulling mistakes from the past hold on to fake inspiration retrace all the lies you

the streets of Brooklyn, New York Slither in the streets, of Manhattan In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx Streets of state in Island Wherever you see

nigga to see you bleed, the last nigga to see you breath The last nigga you wish you shoulda believed And drag, move quick, blend right into a wall like a brick The only thing you see

them handicappin Yo want some Cash Money It's gon be a Ruff Ryde We see that star muffin ?? tears on baby's eyes So when you see us comin Nigga get the

In class see a girl you glance at her Pass her a note do you like me? Circle a answer I'm Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop

bitch Always gonna come with something sick Anything you did Webby done that shit I'm the come back kid, you better stand up That's why the DEA in Nassau wants me handcuffed You see

minutes later whole house burning, and now you see me in a robe running out and you can here the police coming without a doubt. The cops saw us fussing

minutes later whole house burning, and now you see me in a robe running out and you can here the police coming without a doubt. The cops saw us fussing