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thirstin howl iii - million man rush lyrics

[intro dialogue]
yo…
i don’t know why you think just because you wear polo…
you a lo life??
(where he at? where he at? who him? yeah yeah)
you not a lo life
you wasn’t with us when we was k!lling bjorkman’s & & macys

[hook]
it was the million man rush… i was there!
the million man rush… i was there!
the million man rush… big boo was there!
the million man rush… disco was there!
the million man rush… beck was there!
the million man rush… frankie boo was there!
the million man rush… georgie & hector was there!
the million man rush, the million man rush!

[verse: thirstin howl iii]
reputed, knapsack, girdle enforcer
high price merchandise, going for the best offer
life-size portraits and stolen goretex
cookie’s crest horses, ralph lauren’s, oftens
cleaning up like maintenance in filene’s bas-m-nt
security knocked out with elbows / great escapes on the long island railroad
sn-tch chains, on a packed train that brought us back
wrote “lo lifes” on the smoking sign and stole the conductor’s hat
horrified, horse-play
walking through game rooms on 42nd & broadway
mayhem & chaos, 40 ounce séance
disco &barken did the robbin’
booty lo playing n-gg-s like they stupido
ski had a big yacht, he said he’ll let me hold if he get knocked
trouble spell, with the fingers in the form of double-l’s
ralph lo, big boo, clay & puff, playing rough
bionic boosters like my man steve austin
at the walk-a-thon a million men raised already marching
polo from head-to-toe with a b-tton missing from my cardigan
at empire skating rink, we wore bathrobes
bring all originals back, never f-cked with no triple fat!
a liberal act, boosting nomads
lo wives took… gucci boots and coach bags
franke boo… wore four-finger rings on both hands
aj dug pockets to buy gold chains and mopeds
big vic… who’ll never be seen without a lo hat
me & g george up north hoping for one more chance
rest in peace, originals beloved
marco polo, mr. raisin, pumpkin
ninja, fats capone
i didn’t believe it was real until i seen your caskets close
never hit a man with his gl-sses on, patting his dog
unless he’s wearing a polo goose with a cookie patch on her arm
operation stay-dipped, went from… asics to hooded polo k-swiss
six months in the ???? / in the bullpen with no belts and no laces
polo on every label including the sh-t that i shave with
official members
who live their life according to ralph lauren emblems
hooded up, becks stole from stores most couldn’t touch
the hand is quicker than a eye
store manager counted 8 shirts & now there’s only 5
wrote the prophecy, for stolen property
lo life’s guide book to getting sh-t beyond a shopping spree

[hook]
it was the million man rush…
ralph lo was there
the million man rush…
ski black was there
the million man rush…
booty lo was there
the million man rush the million man rush!

[verse: rack-lo]
p-ss on the information to the million man deep
double l playing for keeps on the new york… city streets
dig into the vaults to hit you some criminology sheets
that contain crime wars, bounty on a midtown
manhattan stores
break man-made laws
when a scheme is on progress, never pause
cause it’s possible ya might not get yours
first hit… macy’s 34th, capital of manhattan
crimies h-tting pockets and chain sn-tchin’
popo is out… dog catching
live money takers
a fleet of lo life capers
flood the 10th floor at lauren taylor’s
never do dirt with n-gg-s who sink like sailors
ramshack bomb with tellers
for racks of polo
sometimes i find myself on a dolo
rest in peace marco polo
it’s loco, mission, in gimbels
in possession of a knapsack full of… stolen antique symbols
from sax fifth, the robbery toll is higher than a cliff
approaching paragons / lo lifes from garvey and st. johns
old timers down to the scholars
it all boils down… to the dollars. the atmosphere is polluted
with screams and hollers
in the realms of the diamond district
ice–sn-tching criminals, with the desert storm blizzard
not trying to revisit… the penitentiary
leave jake… on a midnight run
like deniro, chasing my location
report to utica train station
no hesitation, time for paper chasing
jump on a 4 train, 5-9, the destination
from bloomingdales… down to a&s plaza
all-star merchandise since casper
come on and ride with a master
and a million of double-l street radicals
illegal like… pharmaceuticals
any rush got the potential, to make the news
i got nothing to lose
in the middle of the polo mansion, wardrobe expansion
if i take a fall… i keep my silence like manson

[outro]
million man rush! (x6)
you wasn’t there man, stop frontin’

- thirstin howl iii lyrics

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