B-boy Kingdom

GreetingsOk I’ll make this shortWe in the houseWe got mikah 9 abstract rude peaceVic hop fat jack and myself aceyaloneWe come for the glory of the b-boy kingdomBring them laughter after which bring them tearsI seen it comin’ and knew it was a plotLegislation had a plan to kill hip hopI got wind from a snitch I kept in contact w/thisBitch ass judge who was paid offSoon after that he got laid offI’m lettin’ niggas know you tryin’ to stop a muthafucka’s flowHold your black stallions and your black sheepsBlack clan aided a nigga and got heatWe met up on stepney and market sparked itMapped out the targetWe gon’ take out their number one sergeantYoung and strong we bailed up on their front lawnTo kill the enemyRemember meWell if you remember me you’ll rememberI’m the one who broke into the pentagon took fouls planted bombsNow I possess the blueprintI counter the message you sentNo longer will you slander and tamper w/our musicCopies of the document we’re xeroxedThe ghetto took offense in defense of hip hopShot down rolled ’em up loc’ed up bailed outSaved the dayThen into thin air I fade awayScorpionWe come for the glory of the b-boy kingdomBring them laughter after which bring them tearsThe story had never been told until nowAs the glory of the kingdom come comes downDisguised as a janitor the washmanI swept and mopped the floorsBetter yet I was a spook behind the doorW/a perfect view from the bannisterFeeling like lee harvey’cept I got a hundred million years in meFirst thing I did was aimLock him in my scopeSqueezeBust his melon open now I’m pleasedIn the name of mc’sAlready passed the time that they allotted meThe housekeeper spotted meIt was either her or meClick clackShe says I will not say what I seeBut I never could have trusted her so I busted her in her chestThen laughedThen headed for the elevator shaftBut it was too late the jig was upThere was pigs all in the buildingSo I tried to escape to the fire escape from homicideYeah I killed himHangin’ from the third story ladderI dropped and I felt my ankle shatterNo time to lose juice from my bladderMy mission was completed and that was all that matteredThe van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the crimeBut it was hard to run w/a broken footJust like I thought they blastedI took one to the gutI was laying there thinkin’ about deathJust watchin’ my blood spill outJust then the van pulls up and I jump inAnd then we pull out (? lickin’? ) shouts for the gloryWe come for the glory of the b-boy kingdomBring them laughter after which bring them tearsI walk in like a normal blackGun peckin’ jaw snatchingSlideThey like the way I glideTo the back break out my backpack and stack my shit upAh it’s bulging nowLooked around heard a gun shotPowI looked down I whipped out my shitUnloaded my clipJetting by the count I slippedTripped outLanded on my hip crawled outI hit a tuck and roll up and outInto a flip and boned out now I’m zonin’I’m nine glocks and seven 380’s richerI’m fit to blow the foundation off this beyotch upSynchronized for the raceI push the buttonNuke the placeTimed myself dashin to the rideI hops insideKeys already in the ignitionI cranks it slaps it in driveFizorty-fizive seconds til dizamageRide b-boyKingdomWe come for the glory of the b-boy kingdomBring them laughter after which bring them tearsWe come for the glory of the b-boy kingdomBring them laughter after which bring them tears

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