Heltah Skeltah《Clan s, Posse s, Crew s & Clik s》[MP3_LRC]

Heltah Skeltah - Clan's, Posse's, Crew's & Clik's

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Clan's, Posse's, Crew's & Clik's - Heltah Skeltah

Aiyyo son aiyyo come downstairs son

There's like six b**ch a** n**gas on the corner son

These n**gas is rappin' kickin' raps and sh*t

Can't tell these n**gas they ain't hype

They punk smove bullshit

Just meet me downstairs son

I'm a set it on these n**gas

Son these n**gas have no idea

Son check it check it

And one time for your mind

One time for the snitch droppin' dime

Me don't wanna hear you whine when my nine's to your spine

Glock this rocky mountain energy's from my fountain

Of youth runnin' through my brain pounded

So don't be found in my clutches if you don't who spar sky is

Then you don't know who dutch is

Don't get snuffed kid we cause ruckus

And rock mad domes while we at it

Who's the first up to see blackness like the universe

F**k that n**gas better start runnin' for shelter

Live and direct with a nine tenth

And that n**ga from health skeletal

Word 'em up I murder ducks who never heard of ruck plus

My mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine that I buck

Girls demand me mad b**ches I slam the

Microphone you hand me till the judge remand me

Can we get along like Rodney and rock please

Put these n**gas in they proper place 'cause you cocky

I be the drama bringer wringer of a n**ga's neck

Wrecker of a set I buck shots with a steel etc

Wussy where's all them suckers talkin'

Tracks 'bout they rin'

They heard us comin' and turned to track stars

Check it

I be never sloppy I be rotc

I rock heads from bedrock to Yugoslavia

Robbin' you and your crew blind yeah we do crimes

Find that absolute's fine or in to behind

Now you whine but you stop the blood clot cryin'

Like screw face I in the mood to bash your eyes in

Devil's does know who I am madman from health skeletal

Mr tipster rock grandson of Sam

As the world turns in my search for tomorrow

I seek the god in life for some insight

Freaky like a golden shower when my golden bowels

Hit instrumentals

Get influential like Colin Powell now

F**k the world stick my d**k in the dirt

Pull tunes on spooks

Who claim I ain't cool like Evert

Expert when I network my lyrics like a rebel

Vexed cause the devil never take me to that next level

It's never humble in asphalt jungles

When you slang rocks and ricans in back deal with bundles

Some may wonder the evil these two men do torment you

Lyrical landlord your f**kin' rent due

Clan's posse's crew's click's

All y'all b**ch n**gas can suck my d**k

Click's posse's crew's clan's

Can't none of y'all n**gas f**k with me and my man

Aiyyo one's for the shots I pop

Two's for the anti real snakes I fought and dropped

Three's for the irrational ruck b**ch

I be rock and the four's for hip hop

'Cause with this sh*t we rip shop

Ask me how foul I am man you know d**n well

It was me that hit your b**ch up in my man's van

Too pledge your grand pops then like corn I pop sh*t

You can't flush f**kin' with us

You're smacked with hock spit

Who dare square with rock me I break you

Three times worse than a balaclava earthquake do

Health skeletal is hectic hit the deck then step

If you wanna hear your neck click

See this center but really play no basketball

I do my shootin' with a motherf**kin' mac you fall

To the floor ogc hit up everything

That come through the door

Recognize health skeletal means war

So what's the reason for the treason

Punk you wanna die

My mind crucify those who try to defy

God cipher divine drop bombs on the blind

In the mood to get rude

With the lyrics instead of my nine

Now I want a n**ga to come with hand skills

Man chill might end up in a landfill

Stand still n**ga you know the position

Glocks clickin' from n**gas

Who ain't got pots to piss in

Plus I get hyped when my mic strikes windpipes

Me and rock is this tight

There'll never be no fist fights

Your lip punks when my fifth smokes the rich folks

Who sniff coke now your b**ch broke

Ain't no misquote

I just spoke wicked ways with words of wisdom

Like cyclops I spot fly shots with ill vision

Similar to none son so it f**kin' seem

Savages get sewn the f**k up

With shots to their spleen

Clan's posse's crew's click's

All y'all b**ch n**gas can suck my d**k

Click's posse's crew's clan's