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kess the mc - against the law - kess - a.k.a lyrics

[kess] [kess the mc]
lyrics : against the law

[verse 1 kess]
here’s to us don’s living gripping nine’s and dime’s by their waistlines, long island iced teas bentleys and organize crime. use your mind, federal straight times a bind. to many recline behind bars that don’t shine. so knowledge my rhyme and sublime to devine levels, indeed! new york’s my home but truly property of governed devils. so i claim instrumentals my sets a steady mental. these streets are far from gentle so i constantly guard temple. it’s evidential whose words strays of bogus. i fill minds with wisdom, blurred vision i tend to focus. notice we exist in this world at its coldest. in his palm cesar holds us, are own are his soldiers. ready for war! currently currencies the lure, that got us all acting impure crowning satan mentor. metaphorically speaking powers that be stay creeping their aims to leave us leaking start reaching

[kess 1 chorus]
here’s to all my n-ggas that run against the law, hard targets keeping it real regardless. do your dirt quick try to go legit flip the money. cause ain’t nothing sweet in this land of milk and honey. po-po’s out to bag you, masons in black will hang you. jealous crabs stressing the lab laying up to bang you
to all my n-ggas in the lower that run against the law let me hear you
yes y’all!

[verse 2 kess]
i’m saying life in any ghetto gets hectic. one learns to expect the unexpected stay well protected. detect’s, detect it, be ghost or get arrested. most rather be lock then in the morgue b-tt naked. despised surprise when green eyes caught that body and the feds ran little man he’s too cells from gotti. illuminati keep everybody taking losses, while true crime boss’s stay mounted on pale horses, and armed forces protect capitol hill. it’s only legal to k!ll for that g.i. bill so i knowledge survival, safe-s-x money and drugs. dirty 38 snubs re-ssembled in heated clubs. just in case! otherwise it’s blunts that ain’t laced, bacardi lime and heiny’s gaming a pretty face. claiming sp-ce with my crime’ies that stay blindly behind me. when it come’s time to get grimy l!cking shots right beside me

[kess 2 chorus]
here’s to all my n-ggas that run against the law, hard targets keeping it real regardless. do your dirt quick try to go legit flip the money. cause ain’t nothing sweet in this land of milk and honey. po-po’s out to grab you, masons in black will hang you. jealous crabs stressing the lab laying up to bang you
to all my n-ggas up in queens that run against the law let me hear you
yes y’all!

[verse 3 kess]
i’m intense you’re getting blessed —– special report. another day another way, another hustler gets caught. he knew when he got knocked the bid wouldn’t be short. drastic measure for the treasure now you in federal court, mind distraught. ratted on by your cohort. loyalty that’s a fantasy when we import. partners that get greedy, power trips hits are speedy. bullet wounds flesh fumes, final thought who deceived me. son believe me, the ends don’t justify the means plus keeping your kind fiends is the governments dream. bopping down the block counting cash you clock selling rocks to your own, the plots full-blown. chrome got my industry’s sown up son. in every jam that i scan sh-t appear for some reason. i can’t front i stay strapped but black peep the pattern. don’t get g-ssed off your gat. the devil done split the atom

[kess 3 chorus]
here’s to all my n-ggas that run against the law, hard targets keeping it real regardless. do your dirt quick try to go legit flip the money. cause ain’t nothing sweet in this land of milk and honey. po-po’s out to grab you, masons in black will hang you. jealous crabs stressing the lab laying up to bang you
to all my n-ggas in the bronx’s that run against the law let me hear you…
yes y’all

[kess outro]
uptown runs against the law
b.k runs against the law
shoalin runs against the law
strong island runs against the law
now just runs against the law
kess one runs against the law
ghetto inmates baby, for the hard core

- kess the mc lyrics

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