"Black Harrison" lyrics
I really don't need to be fucking with ya right now
I need to moving around in the air, circle Manhattan
Real smooth
Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the run
One, beef in the field, it's real
Highly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rock
Got the blue laser, grill, like Martin Scorcese. Ah
Jumping outta limo's, expos, black rentals
Chasing niggas through the projects, polex
Mosien, 15 of us, five trucks
Crazy deluxe, found what, honor nigga right
Tailing us in boats and land, 40 caliber in my hand
Made the left... Lex fam
Sure enough what, hummer craft looking up, what
Kid the chipped out flex now I'm stuck
Bounced on him, public announcements say they want him
Any ideas? Where he at, cops want him
Changing the gear the same foot wear
Running like a crook, yea, no love here
Fuck yea, we up there
Had a little drugs there, they was there
Pass it kid, Novocain caught a slug there
Had it mastered in flies-school, nigga go whip a plane
Driving land, map shit out, go to night school
Bronze star, feeling who we are
Half animal, whole lotta love, black God
Standing front and center, from here to winter
Grip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pip-it
Ready to hit something, pop shit with something
Blow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on it
Rolling with top rank medals, hands is like Greg Neddles
Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzle
Hearing the horn of Josh, moving like the moss
Executive decision play large
Caught a blimp on the radar, screen him out
Fighting like like Julio Cazar, blaze ya
May day, may day, chasing me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they way
Tryna chase down the God, this Afro-African'll lace ya
Part two kid, establish brain power, true did
Yo it's realer than a fuck now, ain't stupid
Trash, three hundred thousand in cash, guerrilla mash
Brass this gat, TNT niggas on my ass
Play for real, Lex will, I suggest still
Clear my own shit, let the press ill, let's bill
Make it to the UN, doing 'bout a thousand in the blue Em
Frogmen, repped out cluing
Left all the American Express cards
Left the passports, time shit, shit up on in Escort
Bail 'em, busting his joint, Chief O'Heara
That old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirror
Spot that, hop that, through the top back
Ready to lock something, down for the cause, stop that
You play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm
You wrong, where's the evidence, watch the firearm
Where a tunnel of fans stand, I knew I had little bits of love
Hoping it'll be fair, he watch me, heavy Roxy scene
He clean though, American Cream Team let him leave
See the moral of the story, feeling me like
Mordon and Glory when they came for me
Had fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed down
Handling lines, know the time
I need to moving around in the air, circle Manhattan
Real smooth
Here we go again son, black Harrison Ford on the run
One, beef in the field, it's real
Highly recommend shield, Lee rocks, still he rock
Got the blue laser, grill, like Martin Scorcese. Ah
Jumping outta limo's, expos, black rentals
Chasing niggas through the projects, polex
Mosien, 15 of us, five trucks
Crazy deluxe, found what, honor nigga right
Tailing us in boats and land, 40 caliber in my hand
Made the left... Lex fam
Sure enough what, hummer craft looking up, what
Kid the chipped out flex now I'm stuck
Bounced on him, public announcements say they want him
Any ideas? Where he at, cops want him
Changing the gear the same foot wear
Running like a crook, yea, no love here
Fuck yea, we up there
Had a little drugs there, they was there
Pass it kid, Novocain caught a slug there
Had it mastered in flies-school, nigga go whip a plane
Driving land, map shit out, go to night school
Bronze star, feeling who we are
Half animal, whole lotta love, black God
Standing front and center, from here to winter
Grip the splinter, shoot it sideways, nozzle on, pip-it
Ready to hit something, pop shit with something
Blow blimps on the mad rubber grips, big lips on it
Rolling with top rank medals, hands is like Greg Neddles
Bright link, purple heart, swim bezzle
Hearing the horn of Josh, moving like the moss
Executive decision play large
Caught a blimp on the radar, screen him out
Fighting like like Julio Cazar, blaze ya
May day, may day, chasing me, CIA, KGB, FBI, DIA on they way
Tryna chase down the God, this Afro-African'll lace ya
Part two kid, establish brain power, true did
Yo it's realer than a fuck now, ain't stupid
Trash, three hundred thousand in cash, guerrilla mash
Brass this gat, TNT niggas on my ass
Play for real, Lex will, I suggest still
Clear my own shit, let the press ill, let's bill
Make it to the UN, doing 'bout a thousand in the blue Em
Frogmen, repped out cluing
Left all the American Express cards
Left the passports, time shit, shit up on in Escort
Bail 'em, busting his joint, Chief O'Heara
That old, Louis McDarren, see the waves through the mirror
Spot that, hop that, through the top back
Ready to lock something, down for the cause, stop that
You play the king, I play the pawn, who the king of the Swarm
You wrong, where's the evidence, watch the firearm
Where a tunnel of fans stand, I knew I had little bits of love
Hoping it'll be fair, he watch me, heavy Roxy scene
He clean though, American Cream Team let him leave
See the moral of the story, feeling me like
Mordon and Glory when they came for me
Had fifty on the line, look at mine, all dressed down
Handling lines, know the time
