Текст песни One World

f/ Ali Vegas

Ya'll know I'm young and witty, only my guns is pretty

Got Ali(Rasul)running with me, ya'll can come and get me

Find me in the slums of fifties, gutter campaigns from Poughkeepsie

that'll leave one in your kidney!

If you run against me, I've got killer flows,

ain't no monkey-business in gorilla fros

use music to heal a soul, all my young shorties fulfill your goals

Life is more then just the fastest cars & the illest

cloths! Tim'lands and whites, linen with ice

winning with dice, cinnamon wife blend with the trife!

repenting to Christ, vacating where the temperature's nice

Penderin' twice, that's what I call: Living the Life..

Chorus:

Yo it's the same hood money guns bottles of Cane

We can take what tomorrow'll bring

but as the days pass, our mottos'll change..

It's all one world, divided by bars and the chains, sorrow & pain

Follow the game gospels came with bullets ans slugs

took it to bloods of Abraham's crooks and them thugs

Hookers in clubs, little girls cooking up drugs

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My footage on dubs is like Holy Books from above

Saying Allah U Akbar, still shook from his grudge

shook to be judged, balls of fire false desire

crawling up higher until my laws retire

Yo, cutting no slacks, busting no caps

We've learned to reevaluate and muscle our tracks

my lungse'll colapse 'cause I keep cussin' on wax

How many rappers do you know still hustling crack?

Chorus: Repeat

Now they're really gonna hate us! The Square and Ali Vegas

makin' papers. You can't escape the vapors

If the music doesn't work go back to stagin' capers

It ain't our fault they say it's what the devil made us

Whether mikes or skypagers, gats or crossfaders,

the game's the same and it's played by all ages

Laced with raw flavas, make ya'll wanna taste it

Niggas throw your guns in the air, hoes get naked

our motto. Pop bottles after we shake it

The lifestyles of young brothas tryin' to make it

Whips, exotic trips, and large bank statements,

It's yours and it's there to be taken