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marc live - cobracan 550 lyrics

[marc live]
uhh! yeah.
i just got this call from my n-gg- jay mine
he say – yo marc, we way out in this motherf-ckin paris y’knahmsayin
i just whipped up some ill sh-t for you n-gg-
i said – yo i’m on the next plane out, air france
you know, no boeing jets, y’knahmsayin, real sh-t
stratosphere sh-t, check it out yo, listen

yo, i’m clearin the area, i’m scarier than most
i’m terrorizing whole coasts, call me godzilla
see i can herb n-gg-z, you can’t get this rough
i’m independent, the label bought disposable
your camp, your team, now y’all get lost
the jungle is thick, live seven rhyme better
tonight’s the night, my n-gg-z gonna roll out
we 20 deep, we all deep in them uv’s
we hit the streets, the windows down
the smoke’s in the air, chokin the air, get down
if it’s dope you want, n-gg- we don’t care
it’s everywhere, see we out and about
we huntin, aiyyo we countin them bundles
we roll with the bottles, chickens that gobble
it’s not a model but, she down today
and i bet you she’ll be down tomorrow, hey
drop off aiyyo we pick up, two more
we hit the liquor store, drink from the bottle we raw
ohh! they lookin and hatin
they wanna know who the f-ck we are, check it
rap criminals, bad men
we mad men, chainsaw n-gg-z, bad men
money we got, g-ngb-ng with us
come slang with us, it’s not a thang with us
check it out now, one two
one two, jay mine yo
this sh-t is crazy, y’knahmsayin
i just wanna keep goin, i just wanna let these n-gg-z know yo
yo, listen, check it out yo

stop showin out, you not the band
you kids is whylin out, you not da band
it’s no layover, i’m straight to the gate
i’m straight with the gat straight to your face
i’m ready i’m so focused, i’m steady, listen up
yo, we gettin heavy when we trip ’em up
all my n-gg-z wanna control the state
all my n-gg-z wanna control your fate, uhh
i’m a new york n-gg-
a hood n-gg-, all good it’s all good n-gg-
freestyle what?
it’s so hip-hop, n-gg-z get stuck and get bucked
i’m from new york, the bronx kid
i take the mic and i stomp kids
put your hands in the air if you down
put your blunts in your air, get down
smoke it up, choke it up
all you b-tches just soak it up, c’mon

check it out now, uhh
that’s it, new york city
l.a., texas, chicago, crash man
junakdelic, marc mega, iceberg, s.m.g.
yeah… “attack of the grunge”
fabrice!

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