Aluma Knotty - Cappadonna, Amar Divine, Show Stoppa

Yea

Shakazulu

Original shazee

Amar

Pyramids

We beyond that project shit yo

We kick it now

Willie bobo

Fucked up

I ain’t gotta tell ya’ll niggas so so yeah

Never that

Keep my eyes on the po po

Nah

It’s only weed nigga

It’s no blow nigga nah

You can see me live with ma niggas tho

Gotta make moves keep my eyes on the popo yo

I need mad room

Yeah nigga, elbow

15 acres of land

Plus the velcro

Pings in my rear

I’m telling them hell no

It’s that bi

Next thing they be all in your cell tho

Homeland security

Should be a newborn

Satellite

Zooming in on everything that going on

Fake milk

Rotten eggs

Poisoning cow meat

Fuck with the system

Say i’m letting my child speak, yea

It’s been a wild weak

Molly in ma system

Cause i’m out on these fast streets

Police hating on me

They don’t like how my style be

That deep ass posse shit

in maui

Ol' youn nigga gave that motherfucker

Run this game nigga

Lock, stock and barrel

Nigga want front

But they sporting our apparel

Speak against us

But only talking bout us

That’s why we moving in

Roads that’s never travelled

Expiration, deeper investigation

Every obstacle

More knowledge in the making

If it’s possible we get in deeper conversation

Philosophical, scientific combination

Before that, snitching corporations

No illuminati

It’s the business aspirations

For the black administration

Who lack the motivation

Looking like america’s ready for the taking

Terrorism, talking longer on the television

Fresh, new ideas

We goin make em listen

Why?

Cause we talking with

Advertising budget in your favorite shows

Seen your eye in the fire

Lions and tigers

It’s a jungle out here

Somebody’s always dying

Mothers is crying

Babies is dying

Disease is at an all time high an

And gasoline I at the highest it ever been

But who’s to blame

Whose name can we call

Fucked up

We all seen the buildings fall

But still I keep a clear mind

For the next time

Looking for another airplane to pass by

I keep an eye in the sky

Put my hand on my gun

I’m not a trackstart so you know I don’t run

But when disaster strikes

Casualties will happen

Look at all the bodies they pulled from out of manhattan

Attend to the plot

Ten years and they’d already forgot

9/11 was a dirty plot

Hook off (echoes)

Every thursday night

Your martial arts class

I go down

To the legal beagle

See if jack chapper is there

If we exchange gloves

He gets three points

If he wins

If I win