DISCIPLE

2004, Yea, L What up (prophecy), Yea it's prophecy baby… Disciple disciple (what!) Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Let's Go! Word to momma, any line of piramas, could bring any drama, anytime, the city's mine, Nas is like, love undying, money's my bitch, a thug's mansion, thugs dancing around the fly shit, faragmas, pradas, Egyptian camel back riders, pyramid arcitechs, perion bottles, money, jewelry, want me to come get me, hit me but don't miss me, u history, lead flown around like a frisbee, italion dons from Sicily, kiss me, this ain't 50, this ain't Jigga, this ain't Diddy, this ain't pretty, paid, power, pussy and pistols, lyrically no one, hold none near me, hear me, kids cheer me, like the count of Monte Cristo, steady poundin, soundin like G, without the lisp though, my big bro told me plain and simple, Nas do not look back, watch where u took rap, no bookbags or truck hats, just army jacks and diamonds is flashin, what the fuck is that, freestyle Disciple, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Let's Go! Like Paul Michael and Matthew, Peter James and Andrew, Phillip Simon and Judas, I'm the cycle of music, street beats is the main thing, minus the trader, and I'm not a dictator, I'm the ritious inviting u haters, inside the life of the greatest, it'll take u through something real, get a smack in ya face, cause I heard a trauma tize, lama, bust shells destroy, ya tryin to prevent violence, if I present iron, somebody dyin, don't even worry bout it, u dress warm for the cemetery climate, when I speak I need cemetery silence, terrors see me, gold Hummers, Lamborghini's, man who stole the summer, hands straight gleemin, if I don't know u, toe tag u, drag u through the cement, 44 mackin, body parts in my mans maseratti car, then party hard in Mardi Gras the, while rigamortis will grab ya, him retarded, I'm past that, gloves on, where the mask at, too many love songs, all the thugs gone, what happened? where's the passion, rappers battling none rappers, carrying on backwards, laughing, sayin Nas thinks he's faracon, preechin blackness, hell yea awareness is my alias, word to the braveheart written on my bare chest, the realest, here it is! Disciple, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Street's, Disciple, Let's Go!