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billy eff le chef - tribes lyrics

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two hatchets, strapped up
couple grams of the black stuff
face masks, war paint
ain’t tryin to cover no tats up

i told you we was iroquois
but don’t call us savages
do your face in like a k-mquat
far above all these averages
if she got a rag on, it’s still two holes
and we always find the hidden p-ssages
wish you saw the faces on these freak hoes
when my n-gg-s lit up the cannabis

same great rapper, different imagery
but you gotta learn to see past the first degree
still tourin, still workin for that degree
start talkin, get hit with mad debris
we known to stay cool, not sweat like keith
k!ll bears naked, bare hands like crees
stop talking, n-gg-s ain’t fresh like we
when we show up, mouths drop, time stop like freeze

see brother it’s simple
just keep your mouth shut and it won’t be a problem
you gotta stop frontin you ain’t hold no heater
or no f-ckin keys to a ‘rari

you ain’t sold no keys, you don’t know bout no cheese
you ain’t heard bout no chablis
i’m into finer things, i’m into finer b-tches
and you still here chasin these ratchets

my b-tch is fantastic
‘bove average iq, but she know how to handle a magnum
finished magna c-m laude, while workin on this f-ckin alb-m
stuck between two good things and i’m out in the middle like malcom
can’t say i want out, i can’t say i want in
but i won’t quit till this shit go platinum

that’s word to my momma that’s word to my babies
this for those who think i won’t blam’em
can’t say that i blame you
when you see the burgundy flow by the magnum
but i want the balthazars, n-gg- just give me
two years and i’ll have’em
they really just hatin cause they b-tches sayin’ i’m handsome
got white in the duffle
i’m not talkin girls, man, i’m talking bout tuber magnatum

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