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Sunz of Man - Inmates to the Fire lyrics
Chorus x2: Prodigal Sunn] Tonight is the night you will lose the fight I think you'd better think twice Before you touch that mic You could lose your life When you fuck with the right Tryin to bite You get blasted with the pipe [Prodigal Sunn] These words and lyrics from the round table The Sunz of Man generate light The third knight form the Concentration Camp Burnin like the gas lamp I came equiped with the gold as my wardrobe Fully-armored, seven soldiers from the look-out Jeffrey Domer, speakin a ministry My terminology, fuck the industry Cause on the top is where I'm soon to be The holy scam connect with the Royal Fam With Rza, we ignite the jam Fuck you and your Uncle Sam Never gave a damn for the fakin and phony ? Scannin, my understandin, snatchin ? like a cannon You ask the question, why Tell me, can you testify Justify asgainst the high nigga I maybe do or die My mindstate, magnifies all lies And for the spy, I keep em searchin for the alibi [Hell Razah] We goin gold D, The one and only, sharper than Shinobi N-Y-O-B, kid you knows me Hittin on my hoes is for old D's You know me, gotta roll trees Rolly goaly, behold we Scorin mass points off your goalie You try cop blocks, stoppin slowly Ain't no way to control me When I'm comin for that trophy Or buildin my dynasty like that character in ? The unholy, the government before tryed to sold me And your life, pass the trees, gone fly the laws, Frank Senatras Singin about street opers, dead gun to be, want to be Al Pachino and Danny Devito Dressed in tuxedos, gamblin the lives of gambinos Blood suck the poor like mosquitos [60 Second Assassin] Streets of fire, two on one man riot Hired 60 Second 'ssassin, rap retirin thugs Who was bug, when they new they should of dug Feenin to be a king, knowin mine, I'm a royal flush Shit'll drain down today, you couldn't maintain megaplanes Shit'll totally freeze you ass insane I be the headman, professin, consider it a blessin You next dead, only peace that you're restin Or should I say rest in peace Dead respectivly, knocked off your piece Without a store, we stole beef Another example, ?shitty diaper in my handle? My Arm and Hammer, I'm doin stains at random Think it's best if you clean, 6o Second see it Quotin in five minutes, I'll be five g's richer You need to put your money up, you're only one up Fuckin with Sunz of Man, you're gonna get bankrupt (various talk to fade |
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