Hannibal Abdullah-el

Hannibal Abdullah-el - You Can't See The 'g' In Me lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Asking me to be a wack MC is blasphemy

Like a bonzai tree

W/o a leaf ain't that a tragedy

Why you mad at me

You one o' tha' sadducees

Baddest cuz I had 2 be

Cock back reload they all ran from me

Now I walk around empty handed never stranded

Accelerated, after I excelled how I planned it

Guaranteed to get a club hoppin'

Head nodding

Toes tapping

Fingers popping

Don't want to kill for a meal

Rather get degrees than have 2 roll w/tha steel

Attitudes can get ya noodles spilled

By the king o' tha hill

Daz fa real

Well but play ill ,

Milk is chillin

Sold in vacant buildings

Somebody blew off half his face

We caught feelings

Thats how it went down in my hood

All bad sometimes good



[Chorus]

One things the same

That is the game

No room fa' lames

Only 4 pain -n- shame

"you can't see the 'G' in me"



[Verse 2]

Walked the mainline

Didn't nobody take mines

Worst than columbine

When I deal with my enemies

Psy op projects

I am who you pretend to be

See it in yo eyes

You a enemy

No friend of me

Seen people let go

And they foe

Keep they head low

Echo from the 44

Rings in the ghetto

From L.A.,

Back to New York,

Soweto

Playing this heavy metal hip-hop

Hit tha gas pedal

On Crenshaw -n- Slauson

Flawsing, often, coughin'

Wrong words can be tha nails in yo' coffin

Whoop,

B4 I kick ass fast

Blast,

W/o a ski mask

Wuz da task don't ask

Drink shine out my flask

Growed up,

Then blowed up

Fly by,

Throw tha dub up

Don't sleep,

Stay up

Push ups

West up 'Cup'?

Time ain't up

Overtime on tha' grind

Always in tha public eye

I ain't never hard to find



[Chorus]

One things the same

That is the game

No room fa' lames

Only 4 pain -n- shame

"you can't see the 'G' in me"



[Verse 3]



Went from broke hoes

-n- Velcro's

New clothes

-n- packed shows

Juxtapose a black -n- red rose

In studios

Shows I'm pre-disposed

Not 2 disclose my life woes

Puerto Rico's primos

Logos

Cargoes in boroughs

Smoke hydro

Sip merlot

Black crows

Black flows

Black codes

Dark nights

Black roads

Recognition of modes

I'm outta mind

-n- make sense at tha' same time

Drop a line

And make ya mind

Push play rewind

I'm tha' Moore

Who sat by Tha door

Ready 4 world war 4

Be ready 2 score

Men long shore

Worst than Thomas Hobbes

W/odd jobs

When I mob

With out the mob

Say 'Leviathan' or get robbed

My feng shui

Make em pay

Instant replay

Like a DJ

Do what I

F.ck what he say!



[Chorus]

One things the same

That is the game

No room fa' lames

Only 4 pain -n- shame

"you can't see the 'G' in me"
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