bring the ruckus, so fuck it Born Allah is out for them duckets With niggaz with straps hit rats rollin' in them buckets [Chorus] Born Allah, can't
painted interiors every last one will become your mass graves. say something anything at all if I was you and i'm glad i'm not all they'd hear is one gun shot. born
Love is like a shelter Brings me through the storm Life is full of anger Maybe I'm dead again now Maybe there's life in me So much stronger than the
of these streets sincerely, a real nigga The type that can build with ya Verbalize bring life to a still picture, it's God given Been blessed with Allah
stand for something that's more grand; The rest of the fam/ Demonous the winds, Abraham brang some of the Jinn/ Timothy, so broken, and all of the candles we born
got a story We all ghetto B, here's mine Geah See I was born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as
it from me, it ain't cool to skip class, imagine it Five Gods, came to picture perfect to ovulate to it Music and expression of freedom, escape to it Not much to it, we was born
boost we up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just
s right, my nigga Born That's right yo Lil' Free in the feds That's right, you'll be home nigga Yeah, we made it yeah, C Allah, word up That's fam yeah
they melt the room with heat You know my ink lay all over the sheets, let us gather around And form words every time they meet Allah be a born, Cee
behind gates, getting minature videos in a brief-case, Recording our every activities, indoors, outdoors, day & night, Obscenely invaded our policy, our prophecies, Star gazing, because allah
Once again... Through the storms... I gotta stay strong Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born
by decadence The weak in the wake of true black militants Hear the call and all heed the savior Praise Allah 'cause in his energy made ya The cream, Asiatic earth-born
Enter into a new realm a new dimension Pay close attention And witness knowledge born on the microphone For the people that I call my own Remember back
you're just country bammer When, afraid our records would hit the top ten But they're illin with the shillings makin sum dead yen scorn Born, break up
keep on to my man Milk and Thai Like I said before the whole OGB is in full effect Most definitely, sent a shout on to the freestyle Born Allah Yeah,
back up North, it's the Weston Wild Texan, no trespassin' Long mics hit the dead arm Planet Earth, home of Islam Brooklyn, I was physically born, clothes torn Rough tacklin' the streets, Allah
knows what the Mic is, and I do it somethin like this Freestyle fellowship aceyalone mikah 9 jupiter peace Chillin villain empire afterlife hip hop clan mass men the nonce Abrude western hemisphere meen green boomin james born Allah
