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Shabazz The Discipline

Yo, I was in the game And when you dealing with all that death? Sometimes spirits come back and haunt you My life, sometimes, be haunted, by my memories

man, yo, man, check this shit out, I got some shit for the radio, man, I'm ready to fucking hit it) [Sample] "Brother, brother, brother" [Shabazz The Disciple

a man is breathing, doesn't mean he has the breath The angel of death be calling spirits out the physical Take a look through the eyes of a disciple,

rock a farvela crowd Ya head is full of helium, you floating in the clouds On stage fronting like the solo type Cloned my hip hop chromosomes, deep down you know Shabazz

[Chorus x2] Yo god, I'm tryin to stack and get a castle Cook lyrical keys in the lab Bag 'em on two inch plates, DATs too Organized rime, time is money

[intro] Yo it's that choco shit, esta loco shit Straight up Carlo's best shit Niggas wear vests shit, hey yo It's a Red Hook crime saga The names was

[Intro] Ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes! Ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes! Ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes, ashes! Ashes, ashes, ashes

[Chorus One] When we hungry we be thieving Be on some mask and black glove shit in the evening My hustlers struggling on the block y'all know the reason

[Chorus] Leviathan got the ghetto in the death hold You better lace the lamb's blood on ya threshold I march in ranks with a vexed soul All them soldiers