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letra de this - chief kamachi & the juju mob

[intro] larry dodson from the bar-kays
“we would like to invite each of you to come and go with us
and perhaps, you will see a side of life that you’ve never seen before.”

[chief kamachi]
x on your chest cuz i’m hitting all heart
chief ain’t all art, got a barrel sawed sharp
crack dealer boardwalk, tarot card shark
casket for couples that picnic at park
sh-lls make you stiff, mommy think it’s the starch
hot metal that love to tear marrow apart
i use to hang with st. matthew, john and mark
spend my last five on get high, they sold me some bark
is that jesus christ there disguised as a narc?
homelеss angel push your harp in a cart
listen herе, is there anymore questions there?
i want my last lap dance inside the electric chair
didn’t mention emcees, cuz there’s nothing there
rapper that hate hip-hop, now that’s something rare
you don’t pop guys, you work at popeyes
around a bunch of hot grease that pop fries
[chorus] state store
this! riddle i give you can easily make you powerful
this! rhythm i’m ripping could easily take you around the world
this! time i’m giving consider it only a gift from god
this! moment in time is provided by the juju mob

[reef the lost cauze]
this world ain’t nothing but pain and struggle
that’s why we ain’t with that oh just remain humble
you hand it to me now, or you hand me a rumble
if you flow is water then juju is crushed cubes
so f-ck you!
push your wig way back like the days when king tut ruled
i’m tight as the pants that ll wore in krush groove
i don’t know you so why would i trust you?
i ain’t tryna build or discuss fuse
we got guns, motherf-ck your musk schools
it’s like home improvement, how we bust tools
i’m old school like my uncle buck who puff kools
you listen to b-tches, stay in tuned to sm-tt news
you’re a nut dude, you yourself alone nuts you
reef will crush you
eat you alive then stick my fingers down my throat just to throw up you

[chorus] state store
[charon don]
yo this for my peeps on the street that can’t sleep
without heat there’s no peace
without grief, without beef there’s no eat
emcees is just weak without chief
without reef, without ciph and the don
you got reason to weep
see the heathens i teach give me trees and a drink
and i’ll speak with this speed that’ll leave you extinct
what i think is elite, we a legion of beast
we freaking with freaks while you’re beating your meat
we creeping with creeps, looks we keeping for keeps
books we reading for weeks without needing to blink
what i leave on the beat makes your breathing decrease
i’m reaching for the piece till these demons deceased
i double up the gross, double dutch the rope
rounding n-ggas neck cut and bubble up his throat
i fight for survival, strike all the vitals
snipe all the idols, night light so suicidal
bounce with all the title, i’m waving the whole game
my eyes a camcorder, i’m taping the whole thing
get your rhyming in order, or i’m shaking your whole frame
i’m tryna tour the border, and i’m taking the whole game

[chorus] state store x2

- chief kamachi the juju mob

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