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red 1 a.c.c - my people lyrics

[hook]
it’s all about my peoples
it’s all about my burrow
it’s all about the blunts that smoke away my sorrow
it’s all about my people
it’s all about the streets
it’s all about the lyrics, the flow, the beats

[verse 1]
booming, thumping, turnstile jumping
red 1 a.c.c got your heart pumping
got to say something in these lines i write
it’s been a long week, baby, but it’s friday night
and my game plan’s tight, just like the clique that i rode with
look inside my eyes and you can see that i’m a cold kid
bold kid
go all out, like a terrorist
man for man group for group, we’re gonna settle this
the best of this, second to none
you got opinions?
then tell me to my face so i don’t have to disgrace
your mainstream pretty boy mtv image
this brooklyn bad boy will make you diminished
stop when i’m finished and not a second sooner
never catch me hanging, i hurts like mr cooper
true trooper, loose looper
girls give it up for a kid that they see in a vid
or his joe, get my flow any way that i have to
ain’t no need to ask cause i’m looking right at you
who can outlast you the end to be i
repping hip hop till the day that i die

[verse 2]
i’m in a certain mindset and i can’t break free
you can be what you want but you can’t be me
i’m making history
leaving all wannabes in misery
you easy to figure out you ain’t no mystery
my delivery phenomenal never be foreseen
forget the popular, i’m a hardcore fiend
underground the sound, slamming tracks, ill production
[?] and big red form together like a junction
rap’s not a function it’s the death that i chose
the easy way out from these streets i rose
this ain’t opposed it’s my natural action
my habit
might be rain man but i ain’t charlie fabbit
you silly rabbit, tricks are for kids
that’s why i got me a lady
opposite of shady
forever got my back, even in the stress times
spent my best times
after hit intestines
you test mine, it’s bedtime
all up in your face like i was makeup
you slept on my sk!lls i think it’s time you start to wake up
i got fake rappers sweating
egging on, speeding
record companies presidents stay dreaming
you want the true meaning of real? take a picture
cause rap is like a bible and my verse be the scripture

[verse 3]
as i let loose thoughts of fury
getting hot like a curry
got you rubbing your eyes thinking that your vision’s blurry
but it’s me r-e-d, no doubt
let you know what i’m about
all city crew my team with the cloud
and the fame and the glory
but that’s another story
this ain’t no horror movie but it could get gory
like the streets that i rode bk we don’t play
who are we? we be the ones with much to say
never give a d-mn
live for today, tomorrow’s then
watch my back now, son, to avoid my end
you paranoid, my friend?
well, my word’s a good reason
in case you didn’t know, k!ll and hurts is in season
got you breathing heavy, no need for you to sweat me
i’m on to everybody out there trying to get me
forget me? impossible
a lasting impression
white trash, whatever, poster boy for aggression
learn your lesson cause school is in session
i ain’t dressed in black so don’t be coming with confessions
remorse is for the weak you want get freak well out of [?]
my words be for themselves let me end on that note

- red 1 a c c lyrics

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