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Rasco - Blood Brothaz lyrics
featuring Planet Asia [Planet Asia] Since the first episode you didn't think that it would last But this term it's Cali Agents for your sucka ass Heirlooms to bust the ass I transform from mental ?depray? You got a beeper but still you comin' up wit' lint So I starts my mission Leaves my residence wit' secret evidence of the United States' past president We all a family so therefore we must fight because We from the same blood, the Most High comin' back to claim us Subconciously, I crush my calm digi-tal-ly Lyri-cal-ly wit' the shill of Israel over my physi-cal-ly My ???? plot wit' seven virtues of mind I lift off, like Mr. Spock cause the surface can get your shots ????? I missed the spot, I bless hip hop, connect my dots Plus make you respect my block, I bust off, like, hot pistols Yo, Ras, what happened to them cats that said we was trash, and said the road that we was taking to success wouldn't last? [Rasco] Yo, no where to be found, these clowns They bitch made, I'm the switchblade Talkin' that shit, you get split We double headed, never forget it, the non-dreaded Let's spread it on the ground, minus the head and crown First round, ridiculous sound gettin' down Comin' to ya spot, runnin' you outta the town Profound tag team, shatterin' hopes and dreams Be on your insides, ready to rip the seams Straight from the stich, some brothers can act bitch Broke ass niggas pretendin' to be rich Can't rhyme a damn lick, but still be on the mic They don't want the beef, but still we gotta strike So put the track on, I'm rippin' the Bat ???? And call up your friends, I'll bring you the Bat Phone Ain't no team better than As' and Rasco We blood brothers here to enhance the cash flow, yo Chorus(x2) [Rasco + Asia] What they gon' do when we blaze they spot? Lookin' around for different ways they can stop No gimmicky shit, it's just straight hip hop We Blood Brothaz, takin' care of one another [Planet Asia] Rasco and Planet Asia, ain't no breaking this bomb We Blood Brothaz til the finish wit' the faith in our palms So anything that comes between me and this cat gettin' dough It's life or death, fuck around and have yo' back on the flo' You know the convo', and every since we Took It Back Home We kept the trademark, leavin' emcees bookin' back home Cali Agents took the bullets like this, there is no other And that's all I got to say for C-A, we Blood Brothaz [Rasco] Now wait a minute, let me put my ten cents in it When you see Ras you better scream out lieutenant Or captain, niggas be over reactin' But we just ignore, go from shore to shore When niggas test you, they got to test me, too When God blessed you, he musta blessed me, too We one in the same and ain't a damn thing changed Stay outta the range before we bring y'all the pain The ball and the chain that don't apply, that's why You got stuck and got hung out to dry Tried to be shy, but that shit don't fly Sparkin' the jam like it's the Fourth of July See, we got plans to travel throughout the land Make plenty of grands while y'all sittin' in the stands Cheerin' and shit, but I just ain't hearin' the shit Talkin' the trash can get you ripped from the ass You know that the Ras and Planet As' spit rays We holdin' it down three-hundred sixty-five days A million ways to get sprayed in the fade I sharpen the blades, you on the blocks for the trade Permanent shade under the dirt, last spurt And what you gonna do when sellin' tapes don't work? Get you a job, I know it seems real odd We stickin' together like two peas in a pod, now Chorus(x2 |
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