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letra de n.y.c. - darkim be allah

[chorus: darkim be allah]
peace to queens, new york city
they wildin, shaolin, new york city
and crooks in, brooklyn, new york city
and problems, harlem, new york city
representin the bronx, new york city
representin the bronx, new york city

[darkim be allah]
my clan melt it, the last man k!lled it
white collar money, get piltered
street corner, fourty’s get tilted
yo, spark that, when i speak math, don’t remark back
and start that sh-t, ‘pac you got heart infinite
i hit like nine millimeter, so the adidas
put fear god, in none believers
it’s jumped off, let your head down
take your pumps off, n-ggas get it started
to the lock-down and the party
to all of my n-ggas, fame blown, came home touchin case
thugs on the block, duckin strays
purple haze highed up, right up
jumped out the wood, hoes look sharp
n-ggas get shook, hearts took, crooks
street crimin-al, learn his game as a juvenile
money in the fame, for the meanwhile
style like priest and tommy, the east coast and ‘nomic
you want that uncut, f-ck with donnie
i’m priceless, separate the men from the mices
name of the game on my dices
see me bowlin, we got to know when to roll ’em
and when to hold ’em, when to walk, when to do the jesse owens
donnie banks, count what i’m holdin at the table
these n-ggas bust shots in your name brand
holes through your label, sn-tch all the ice off your cable

[chorus]

[darkim be allah]
before i murk out, pull a bird out
blew his shirt out, put the heard out, do my work-out
just in case i’m in a place, no sh-lls to replace
i still spark flame, knuckle game to the face
and haste, i leave him with his out-line traced up
do his ace up, laced up from the waist up
the bound took my b-ss up, adjustin the treble
boom with my volume on the highest level
the devil can’t stop me, brawl like rocky
strained like they drinked cocaine out of poppi
you look sloppy, tryin to f-ck with the all ‘n’ all
you can’t copy, better duck n-gga
all of y’all’ll call for help
i’ma go out for ‘self, if it get too thick
the whole cl!ck get felt, never knealt
never lost my belt, cuz i’m lethal
you ain’t my equal, talk to your people

[chorus 2x]

- darkim be allah

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