Darkim Be Allah - My Return (Bronx War Story Pt. 2) | Текст песни

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[Darkim Be Allah]
Fuck all, I'm a law raidin', ya thought the star faded
That's why I thought the God was incarcerated
Played it silky, my hands filthy, yo these bitches can't build me
My mind stimulated since the year Build God
The in populated blocks, where the niggas get props
From the way they box, Fort Knox hangin' from a necklace
Newer links fake to brake a vi-sectors
It's still hectic, bring the Bronx back to combat
New York City, where the realest M.C.'s don't talk pretty
I drop the science a lot, clock the chambers
Shameless game made me famous
Various name-shot fame, cop the alias
See me in a foreign land, Donnie Banks, Nia Long
Starin' in 'Real Life Bronx War Story'
Tellin' ya saw me, all world, they out performed me
Inform me it ain't the city streets, talk about my name to the gritty peeps
Fame speaks, talkin' of my name in the same week
Green loves sparkin' up bud, faggot Sher' son
Before everybody round these pounds and bear-hug
Gun's lacerated, men fire, Empire State is on the book street related
Traded into piece like all I ever wanted was the street life

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