Hakim
(专辑: The Cornerstone Of The Corner Store - 2016)
[A.G.:] From the
Bronx to Philly, only real niggas feel me Sucker-proof is how they built me We outlast trends, pay attention to your friends See me in a
train, might see me in a
Benz No matter where you see me, I'm official That's without the
whistle Even without a
pistol, known for launching missiles My air strikes, check these clowns like Air Nikes Your whole team against me and Paz, that's a
fair fight Pro-black nigga, even when I
wear white We raise the
price like fare hikes I
just want a
clear mic to make sure these niggas hear right The
giant, worldwide fans and street clients Put you in a
box and call it the
sweet science Before you start, we have won That's cause the
cloth I'm cut from D.I.T.C (yeah)., AOTP (yeah) Army of the
Pharaohs (yeah), known for shooting arrows (yeah) Digging in the
Crates, have gun, will travel (have gun, will travel) D.I.T.C (yeah)., AOTP (yeah) Army of the
Pharaohs (yeah), known for shooting arrows (yeah) Digging in the
Crates, have gun, will travel (have gun, will travel) [O.C.:] It's moments like these when in the
zone ain't the
word First time my words relate with thirty-three in the
third Nerve endings respond to the
sound of the
drums Taught myself breath control as I
can strip my lungs Each line makes sense, I
don't just flap my gums Talking loose leaf the
target, the
pen is my gun Tactician know to reincarnate Isoroku Yamamoto The
one responsible for the
attack on Pearl Harbor Die hard bloggers love getting the
followers To start commentaries 'bout whose shit's magnanimous Character traits of funny style artists Get the
taste smacked out of they mouth for spitting garbage The
solution for half-wits, we solve it Toss little pumpkin bombs like Green Goblin Take the
heads of so-called kings that sip wine from a
goblet Looting cash just for they profits [A.G.:] D.I.T.C (yeah)., AOTP (yeah) Army of the
Pharaohs (yeah), known for shooting arrows (yeah) Digging in the
Crates, have gun, will travel (have gun, will travel) D.I.T.C (yeah)., AOTP (yeah) Army of the
Pharaohs (yeah), known for shooting arrows (yeah) Digging in the
Crates, have gun, will travel (have gun, will travel) [Vinnie Paz:] Listen And while they blood clot, all of y'all swimming with sharks And the
closest one to you, he be living with narcs Everybody have a
choice, but you live in the
dark And with this bulldog, ain't nobody live when it barks Every rhyme is a
very small glimpse in the
dark And these dumb-dumbs going to put a
rip in your heart I
don't waste time money, I'm efficient with art I
was leaving Jordan, three foot prints in the
park You talk a
lot, ock, and you ain't got the
nerve The
four pound milli' silly, but the
Glock absurd I've been rocking Philly all the
way to Gothenburg Copped the
bird and distribute it until I
got the
word (¡Qué rico chico!) Half moon, park, God, dark fade Armor on all y'all, car wash, car sprayed D.I.C.I., happy that we parlayed Callaway went thataway, Pa Clark Gabe