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All right, is everybody ready? Yeah Alright now, here we go Nationowl divides this bomb to blow Adios serials worldwide Once inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver To break down the speed While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped And stole the ground beneath they feet Far from the bail, still makin' my sales Movin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel Takin' over, no doubt, like thongs They ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre All day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays Nationowl's defense covers my ass And team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on MC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas? Pledge allegiance to my team Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control Why you can't get down with Nationowl Young and old, my niggas who's on parole Why you can't get down with Nationowl Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold Why you can't get down with Nationowl Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock Still fully loaded, cocked the handgun Composed like the phantom While the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely Bitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me In thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy Assholes around like a frisby And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way Tryin' ya hardest to delay My flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran Lyrics bone shatterin' Pretenders wantin' to be Cinderella What? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin' Now, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale Pledge allegiance to my team Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control Why you can't get down with Nationowl Young and old, my niggas who's on parole Why you can't get down with Nationowl Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold Why you can't get down with Nationowl In the last days, which side will you be on? Nationowl's on the side that I beat on I demand put me on From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on My shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick Pro actors, game of life with no practice Controllin' craps like I had a remote It's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb No joke, much over I scold It's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats Best believe that these are our last years Prepare or get done from the rear As we move there, where? The final frontier United we stand, divided we don't have a prayer Pledge allegiance to my team Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control Why you can't get down with Nationowl Young and old, my niggas who's on parole Why you can't get down with Nationowl Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold Why you can't get down with Nationowl Are you wit me, East Coast? Are you wit me, West Coast? Are you wit me? Are you wit me? Are you wit me, West Coast? Are you wit me, East Coast? Are you wit me? Are you wit me?
Writer(s): Stephen William Anderson, Christian Nowlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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