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[Nikki Bonds - Black Rose Kartel]Yeah, yo, `98 bitch, `99 to 2G, Rose CartelBrownsville to Canada, Toronto, Ghetto ConceptNicky Bonds, Don Baracus, Daddy Rose, bitchWe independent in this shit!Yo, livin the fast life, had two whips and crashed twiceGot so many hoes, probably was a pimp in my past lifeShake and crash dice, starin at a glass with iceBountiful to the Grain, so my tongue is legit`What`s up? I ain`t came home, already thuggin againWhen we in to build, who said that sellin drugs is a sin?When we in the club, bitches straight lovin my manLeft hand weave, right hand huggin the chickThis rap shit, we got it macked downI wouldn`t settle it twice, this nigga said I cracked outI blacked out, fuck around and back my mack outCuz I`m about that Jerry StackhouseI seen shermheads pass out, smokin that buttaWhile we`s pumpin out the crack houseWild cousin sickly, heard he tried to touch NickyDidn`t know I stepped it up to fully auto` macks cuz they bust quicklyRoll a dutch quickly, get pissy and puff with MissySuckin me off just to show how much she missed meThis Rose shit is veteran, got these faggot rap cats feelin delicateBitch![Chorus: Baracus]From Brownsville to TorontoUndercover officers jumpin out of Caravans and CorsicasPop the pistols, ready to go to war with us[Baracus]From Brownsville to Toronto...[Kwajo - Ghetto Concept]For the pit of Cold North, we connect like cas-techsPierce your mentalstate, wait, wheel off that casketMegawatts rock concrete blocks, live from ShockG.C., Rose Fam got your city on lockIn every nation, the target is submergin like ApocalypseYou got glocks and clips, we got extra clips, sink your shipWhat the fuck? Murderers collide well prontoFrom Toronto to Brooklyn Streets, it`s all peaceThe G-O-D, we top biller, 7 biller48 track serial killer, for real-a, countin mucho skrillaAssociates in harmonic, we sip tonicWe stay on it like a praying mantis, civilize the savagesBombin this til there`s nothin left, take your last breathWe be risin from the North, hot sex in the WestDouble bulletproof vest, Concept snap that neckBreak bread with the elite, respect the intellectChorus 2X[Baracus - Black Rose Kartel]From Brownville to Toronto...Comin straight out of BrownsvilleA crazy mothafuckin name BaracusAmerica`s nightmare, we hold cops hostageOur music off the meat rack, we cause riotsWe off the hook, we leave promoters shookWe tear the club downI got bangers, enough colts throwin it downHittin switches, bouncin aroundFrom a town, where 2-5`s and 4-pounds kill, old dirty BrownsvilleIn a kitchen with Ishmail, cockin the fish scaleThugs stompin on the streets like Muslims in IsraelDon Baracus, a name they gave me in the ghettoThe way I blow my chrome metalIf I die, put on my casket, black rose petalsDrivin by yellin "Fuck the Police!", lookin for troubleBag `em at 12 by 12 so our cash can doubleDice games, drop C`s and G`s on itWe like the pies, yo lots of cheese on it50/50 cut when it`s time to break the cake offAct funny style, son my dogs`ll tear your face offFrom Brownville to Toronto...[Daddy Rose - Black Rose Kartel/The Maccabees]Yeah, niggaGangsta blood, been mackin thanks to bloodViolate man, shittit and we shank you cous`Move in the night, like the moon in the skiesPlastic banger, look like a spoon in disguiseGhetto struggler, looked at me sideways and my troup 4-5edHad him leakin from his jugglerThis was real, when we hit him, yea you know we slug it upCock back that 4-5 and we double upI got my chrome, where your`s at? Nigga, where yo` boys at?Who you beefin to? We rip you, you better pause thatYou woke up 4:00 in the mornin sayin "Daddy, where my draws at?"Negative, definative G, I exhault thatStroll by from a drive-by, spectator hollerin, nigga yea you saw thatWe all that, ain`t nothin to fuck with, homie fall back[Dolo - Ghetto Concept]Ain`t nothin sweet, brush your teeth, bury your reef`Black handkerchief, dirty glove, rusty burgundyMurder your murder fleet, Michee MeeNorth American street with the Brooklyn Iron ShieksChancelor chief handlin heatHandle lugers, pistol grippers, cold cookie chippersBrought up in the age of strippers, lime sniffersCristy sippers, whipped in the defended pippersUnload the clip and crabs get thick upBad time nigga and your case of malt liquorA life time of pain and misery before the Black Rose delivered meNo more individually, we one eyeFull swarm, crime affilation, brought togther for the assassinationof the Sons of Satan, fuck waitin[Saulhaudin - Black Rose Kartel/The Maccabees]Never sleepin, keep my gun out, come out creapin with scriptsGot that Brownsville shit and if anybody get itRaised by the drug addicts, hold automatics, commitedto my ghetto where cops are found with their throats slittedDope scripts, my hood is where the shit don`t slipMy chrome hits with stomachs from New York to QuebecSet trip mine, detect tech-nineZippin up body bags, clippin up, spittin out slugs in these streetsMy thugs in the streets, no more sheit, bring it to a task forceof police, no hold, black swarms be bangin my `ville[Baracus]From Brownsville to Toronto...

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