J. R'mani - Blvck

Niggas blvck
New York niggas blvck
Queens trill niggas blvck
Brooklyn niggas blvck
Harlem niggas blvck
Boogie Bronx, Staten isle blvck
Long isle niggas blvck...
JA niggas blvck
Kingston niggas blvck
Portmore niggas blvck
Spain town niggas blvck
Mobay, Ochi town blvck
May pen niggas...
Harder than erections
I pick yo bitch up
She don't even ask no question...
She about her education
In the back of the lex man
Such a good blessing
Her bitch niggas stressing...
Mad at me, I hit em up
That choppa giving fuck niggas
And they baby mama c-sections...
And anybody
Man bringing hate in my direction
I'm bout to bomb on y'all
Like Pac's resurrection...
Fuck...
Y'all outta luck
Y'all bout to get fucked
Like a smut
Kill that pussy in the cut...
What...
Think it's a game, Nigga I ain't sane
I put that K on spray
And watch them bodies fall in this blvck rain...
Cuz nigga I'm death
With a teck
Coming at your neck
Y’all pussies
Watch your motherfuckin step...
Cuz in these streets
Ain't no sleep
My niggas comin, you niggas runnin
But we gunnin for keeps...
And if my niggas don't eat
Then we gon reap
We got the heat
Yelling fuck the police...
Man out here nigga
Ain't no place for the weak
Call the Doc up
He'll tell you raps rough
That it's a whole 'nother beat...
Buckle up or knuckle up
Stay in your seat
Plant your feet
Cuz out here man shit get deep...
Tell em we got no fuckin remorse
Of course
We killing everything
Just to get our name up in the damn source...
Uh...
Now here we go again
Rebel be the truth in the booth
Nigga run up if you can...
What...
What...
This what we do
Man I’m bout to get loose
Lemme shoot
I'm the mothafuckin man...
Yeah...
Cuz you bitch made niggas
Cant handle this...
Worldwide mob gangster shit...
And all my Rebel gang-stars
In they six and they sevens
Put it on the line for your block
Product of the ghetto lands...
Blvck
New York niggas blvck
Queens trill niggas blvck
Brooklyn niggas blvck
Harlem niggas blvck
Boogie Bronx, Staten isle blvck
Long isle niggas blvck...
JA niggas blvck
Kingston niggas blvck
Portmore niggas blvck
Spain town niggas blvck
Mobay, Ochi town blvck
May pen niggas...
Mmm...
Now lemme talk to ma clique man...
Yeah them hittas wear their hearts
On their hips man...
Trill niggas go hard for that grip man...
Getting money still the only thang
On the list man...
I'm out here collecting rent
Man gimme every cent...
Nigga it's evident
Some of y’all is irrelevant...
Cuz you pussies ain't fuckin with me
It's clear to see
Period ma nigga
I'm in my Element...
I go hard
Paying dues and breaking these rules
Which one of you Davids
Tryna step up in Goliath's shoes...
Still don't get it
Ma nigga nah I'm illmatic
I ain’t plan it
Killed that motherfuckin nigga
On accident...
Fuck around nigga
Get your whole axels bent...
Life support cut off
Need more oxygen...
Since I gotta explains my metaphors
On a regular
Here’s a 180 with a another accent then...
Man a murderer...
Real headspace burglar...
Fool seh yuh bad, wi neva heard a ya...
Yo Nahlidge
A wah tek da likkle burger ya...
Seh wi bad and dem dun seet
Any bwoy want di throne affi come fi it...
Cah wi nuh fling stone
Badman no punch teeth...
Gun haffi guh beat
Weh yuh bloodclaat
Lip and yuh tongue meet...
Shot inna yuh face
Brain fly fi pon di grun-crete...
Madda a bawl
Cah sumady haffi come see it...
Gi weh yuh life
And di hawt head dem a come fi it...
Baddest ting alive
And yuh know seh wi run street...
Uh...
Cah man a hawt head
Wi nuh talk nuff...
And some bwoy tuh di 45 fi talk up...
Kill yuh middle day
Wi nuh care if it dark up...
Inna my scheme yuh see fear
Yuh see chalk nuff...
Nobody nuh kno a wah gwan
If yuh ask us...
Wi nuh run batty joke
Skin teeth, wi nuh laugh up...
Inna my camp, wid di 6 pants
Wi doh ramp...
Bwoy haffi dead
Wi nuh response...
Blvck...
All ma niggas
Blvck...
All ma niggas
Blvck...
Blvck...
All ma niggas
Blvck...

Written by:
EVERTON HUGH HUDSON

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