Jeep 4x4 Hood Slammed Closed - Sound Ideas

Jeep 4x4 Hood Slammed Closed - Sound Ideas

Альбом
Jeep 4x4 Sound Effects
Год
2014
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
7790

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Jeep 4x4 Hood Slammed Closed

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Got the Gods with me tonight!

Learn your lessons young blood!

I civilize the uncivilized

CNN enterprise, niggas in the prize

I build with the First Born, my mac squeeze

Still bringing back degrees, hustle for hustle

We needin' matching keys

I rest on the best part of the planet

Q.U., my counter top’s marble and granite

I learned 120, little niggas earn from me

I trick, recoup while spendin' burnt money

I learned lessons, revolve around mathematics

Fly nigga rock' Louis V designer fabrics

Knowledge of Self, I’m one with the Gods and the Earths

Respect the shooter, 'Pone was a problem at birth

I’m a swiper, ill with the MasterCard

My coke come back white like its Master Fard

Yeah, I don’t deal with the PAC math

Plus degrees, First Born get the last laugh

Let me tell you 'bout this knowledge man

Let me take it down in three basic fundamentals man

Knowledge, Wisdom, and Understanding

Knowledge is to know man

Knowledge is the Black man

Knowledge is the foundation of everything in existence

Knowledge means to listen, observe and also respect

You gotta respect these lessons!

Bringing the Gods back

We’re try’na save some lives

Especially our babies, save the 85s

A civilized man’s main goal is to teach

Where’d the Father start?

He started in the streets!

Yo you lose plus I got the ill street blues

Fuckin' red bottoms get you shot in your shoes

This is alcohol lyrics, paraphernalia flow

Grown man bars, iPhone stereo

Have you not heard your word is your bond

And your bond is your life

I sacrifice, civilized, touch nobody’s wife

Still be rollin' dice, while you was praisin' fat cats in the 'jects

I would study 'bout the Father, build 'bout Clarence X

Sodom Gomorrah, you dudes the same sex

I used to be outer space like a comet

And drink Smirnoff till I vomit

Woke up in the East and payed homage

About to change my name to Salaam N.O.R.E.

Muhammad

What happened?

We’re supposed to be the Holy City

Bartendaz got me joggin' through the Holy City

So mind up, this is combat for brain waves

Most of y’all won’t understand since you’re brain slaves

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