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(feat. 40 Bandits) [Lord Jamar:] You know I stay God Cypher Cypher Divine I don't swine, I don't master Islam Now Divine When a punk jumps up to get fucked up I'm like a father giving tough love Uh, bust slugs with the universal Zig Zag Zig Islam, I right the bomb The God Cypher off, then I break north I spice it up like Allah 1 steak sauce Go forth Young Master Allah Now Time for you to Rule Equality Power And step to your Born I Zig Zag Zag Stop acting like a big ass kid [Jasik Allah:] Peace to the God, Jasik is Allah Everything in tune like the Sun, Moon & Stars Foundation strong, word is my bond Life manifested, Arm Leg Leg Arm Head and instead, leave the devil dead Four shots, four bodies filled up with lead Goons is in back of me, peep at the strategy Get right, refine myself, like the Street Academy Run through the hood, ain't nothing good These little niggaz shooting shit up like they would Letras de cancionesNiggaz try to do me in, buck me and shoot again Roll with the God Lord Jamar, Brand Nubian [Ralo:] Police is in the back of me Black, Power, this is 40 B., check it Kill a cop, blazing trees, stick to bake and flee Right away, tell me have you Today's Degree I'm wild and I'm wigged, for old, it's like a new religion A new code, a revolt, I write it up in prison Ralo, it's God Body with the long shotty The armed robbery in the lobby in front of everybody I'm wild and I'm wreckless, murder the homicide detective Buried his body and I ain't even get arrested Now police is knocking at my door Looking for me, but I ain't here no more, check it Your outlaw and money, that's what I come for With Lord J, all day, layin' the law, but Witnesses is try'nna say they saw A crazy madman waving the four-four, check it The fire with the God, I strike you with the iron rod Police, they'd rather come with the riot squad The science of teaching, the rebel, I'm the ghetto chief'ton The seeds, do the knowledge when the God's speaking [Nat Turner:] Scout body in the party, and we wreck it tonight Say it's a matter, get shot or you hog it on sight Now why I'm killing cops, why I kill the judge? Why if they find crack in them pockets they show me love? I spit the banger, the mathematical flamer-flamer Switch up and hit the changer, then get it, this biz is dangerous Free the Cipher, it's 40 gangs, and 40 B. Sophisticated, the higher science of burglary You can't fuck with the power or the pride I'm a jump up, and nigga, jack your crack It's Nat Turner, muthafucka, beast of the belly, squeezin' Pirellis And shoot you for tellin' me this manufactured fire is deadly Allah moves steady, I got the seeds ready Military so necessary, the Pele Pele El Genereli, five star murder malachi Dippin' narcotics in bolic, like the sun did the prophet [Rated G:] The perfector, rep for fucking up your sector Connect, the mic checker, ease up selector Come again, bring it back, reload, rewind I design like, Universal Sham God, I am God A vanguard, you've been eating ham dog Damn, dog, thought you was wise, now ya ass'll get slam hard What's this, knew I couldn't trust this, yo fuck this Bust this, try to pretend to serving from justice Must this go down, yo, God, can we discuss this? Emphatically no, Now Cypher, I'm bout to snuff this Black snake, fraudelent fake, see through shell We ain't real, you faking than a eight dollar bill You can run and hide, but you still can't avoid it Strip 'em of his lessons, flush some more down the toilet Cuz you walk like an 85, talk like an 85 On the down low, be eating pork like an 85 Yeah, right, back the fuck up, you ain't my A-Alike Spare ya life, you be lucky, you get a fair fight Knowledge the God, when Allah manifests, and study ya lessons To keep 'em from guessing, here's a question From Letras Mania