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Brother Ali They Re Finished

got too wrapped up in the rap and the fame So now they finished, finished, finished, finished, finished They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished

too wrapped up in the rap and the fame So now they finished, finished, finished, finished, finished They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished

finished slaying y'all be saying "That nigga's crazy" That's how I like it, yeah they fear me Their face is scary, they know I'm coming but they can't

) Baby, baby (girl) Baby, baby (kilo) And I want you to know that Just cause I'm a lover, niggaz talk shit ?????, get up off the dick Cause they try me, and they

they can't escape I been toe to toe with most of em' though As a whole they must parish in order for me to grow Huddled in the gloomy little cracks that they

to prove a point we're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint a from sun to sun and from day to day i sit down and write a brand new rhyme because they

prove a point we're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint a from sun to sun and from day to day i sit down and write a brand new rhyme because they

better man ( ? ) kindly join the caravan We're like a rock band that pack contraband And won't hesitate to stomp a man into the rocks and sand Brother Ali

Philly, Eve y'all Versus David Banner's amazon cousin called the She-Hulk Jump in the ring and starts swingin I see punches, they're movin in and out