lirik lagu hell razah – indian giver
yeah!
g.g.o
ghetto government official
yeah!
g.g.o
yeah!
[h-ll razah]
they say i got a conscious flow
a box full of optimus
got tell a bomb squad sharon’s ’bout to blow
plant a seed then water it and watch it grow
since bush stole the skull of geronimo
we roll deeper then the navajo wit calico
my halo glow like a u.f.o
i throw lava in volcano
k!ll how cain did abel wit no label
what you bringing to this round table?
i sit amongst kings, prophets and black angels
who speak truth on our truce angles
the youth dangle of a rope in the prison cell
we don’t wanna sell dope but we living in h-ll
the black male dna from the blood cell
i drink up from the holy grail
can’t even trust even a email
they got my name misspelled as el-razial
written wit the finger of god
i’ma rayon, rhyming aligning the stars
i’m the top shelf liquor by the bomb
cognac wit a honey dip cuban cigar
(chorus) razah
it go; one for the money
two for the divas
three n-ggas snuck into the club with their heaters
four more bottles of pop i’m too k!ller
my swag got iller
the black pancho villa
i want my spot back i’ma indian giver
my flow be the nile river
i deliver like liquor on a bad liver
you ain’t a k!ller you’re wired with a transmitter
it go; one for the hungry
two for the eaters
three more presidents come to deceive us
world war iv; report to new leaders
my swag got iller
the black pancho villa
i want my spot back i’ma indian giver
my flow be the nile river
i deliver like liquor on a bad liver
you ain’t a k!ller you’re wired with a transmitter
[h-ll razah]
check it, i spit a 62 kilo, you not gambino
i’m black cherokee; it’s locked like the c-notes
i watch for the egos and drop 30 c-notes
32 shots in the the peek-hole
these n-ggas wanna re-vote
therefore i feed ’em to the revolt
the loc’s and the young bloods wit love for the revolt
what you mad at me for? i’m business like nino
my 16 blowing like c-4
hide in the planes up in heat throat
legal or illegal we gon’ eat tho’
at 15 we turning into ninos
hoes in that christian dior who sip s-m-n befo’
come through the door then she leaving in war
condoleezza rice rolling da dice and yo life
george bush wanna cheat on his life its so trife
it’s still a plantation, slave making of a freemasons
if you awake you’ll see the son of satan
(chorus) razah
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