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Illegal Words

of darkness Against hood angels of good that forms street politics Makes a sweet honest kid turn illegal for commerce To get his feet out of them Converse, that's my word

gone at the blink of an eye" This for these niggaz out here hearin' me Hypothetical conversation, the rest of that shit is a conspiracy I got the word

wrong words, man and you will get touched You could put your whole army against my team And I guarantee you, it'll be your very last time breathin' Your simple words

you brothers I jam like Smuckers Don't udder because my style is buttah The roughneck, green-eyed, funkdafied For those girls who cry my style's worldwide (word

the death of a king its like I've gotta learn to focus my mind and i know its the times that no one behold the scene could be mine draw you a picture with words

't know don't hurt With a vest, and a pump hear the shot gun My folks on the block, man, they got that word, they got that word? Don't it smell so good

up in your mouth and get the money out the couch Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for instance I give this faggot a French kiss Black gloves, no prints, dark tints Word

From Iraq to Kuwait, word up Desert Station, regulation CNN, channel 10 once again, wha, wha T.O.N.Y invade N.Y. Multiply, kill a cop Me and you You

Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh It's a Queens thing (Uhh, uhh) Too fly, word up Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah