All Right

Intro: (mr cheeks)

Back as a boy i longed to be

That nigga smitties loved to see

And had them all consider me...a ladies man

I dreamed of mc wit the light

And merry moanin in the night

As i became wit all my might...a ladies man...and its all rite

Decks in the house

This is how we get puffed out ya-know-whut-im-sayin

Shout out to cross town connection

And the trinity crew ya-know-whut-im-sayin

And 1-3-4 ya-know-whut-im-sayin

Lost boyz back streets watch fam

Linden and the van wyck ya-know-whut-im-sayin

Well check this out this is how we get down

We call this all good ya-know-whut-im-sayin i mean...

All rite...and everyone wanna zone...ay yo check this...

I i i i check this out one two...

Verse one (mr cheeks)

I run wit crooks that be a diamond boys books(?)

Thugs sellin drugs up on blicks cops an derty looks

Aint nuthin pretty in my city thats shitty

My man was runnin wil' up on the isle he caught a buck fifty

To the grill things is gettin ill

At times it makes me wanna holla when im down to my last dolla

Bill

Well keepin it real see thats the only way to keep it

See im a legal drug thug gettin legal drug money so peep it

Back in the days when we used to hear about the square

I heard a lot of bodies used to get caught up by shotties there

An out in fordy where ebony she got killed

An i be like layin cause im filled

Wit so much envy gotta kill a man if he comes

Near my path...shout outs to the j raths an the whole lb style

Its all rite

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Its all rite (x6)

Verse two (freaky tah)

All all all s'all rite...

Its all rite

I feel aiight

Smokin charm

Everyday like

Killin wit the lost boyz crew in the park

Passin the brew an the boom gettin sparked

I feel hiiiigher

Level niggas they roll wit the devil

Spring i be doin my thing wit my crew

This is how i do wit my pretty rah lou

Wit spigg knight an freak

An mista cheek

Rollin dice an rippin up concrete

I like cominin the middle when the sun dont shine

Im the brightest star

Niggas ask who you are

Im freaky tah thats who i am

I be buggin cause i dont give a damn

Killin wit my niggas

Quick to pull triggas

Get-ta-get bigga

Cuttin up all the figures

Listen when i comment

All rite

I be buggin out blowin like dynomite

Jus chill wit my lacs dont tax

Lost boyz in the backs

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Verse three (decks)

Ya find a way to really run thru when its on

So welcome into my zone

Its decks comin into your home

And then i blends into tones

That make your knees buckle an bends ya back bone

Im back from the whole mother nappy vagabonds

That means i jus flew in from queens

To earn my residence by any means

Cause mother eyein me

An my society is vyin me

You see b

You cant defile g

In its entirety

Ay yo dregg mine smoke a lot a day

To murdered my eyes are thorough red

Im bout ta hits a

An urban dwella

Creepin deep in ya cellas at nite

An its all rite

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Verse four (mr cheeks)

The microphone i ssssplit apart

I be like moses

Whut you suppose miss

I be wit the feelas puffin l's every day of the week

Me freak tah an pretty lou an the spigg

Diggin deep down into the grave ill dismiss

Any mc who tries to go against this

My crew is every nigga

I represent the van wyck an 1-3-4 ill connect wit at the door

Close ya window

Ill be havin baggin jeans timberlin boots steel toe

I be gettin biz yo

Big decks take a pull of this l

So i can go an raise some hell

From the back

I will attack

12 oclock exact

Wearin black timberlins an uh a field jacket

I be wit the niggas an we be causin rack

I cant forget rod an the b lover

An my nigga mar-juan the don

Niggas gettin on the vein

I be wit the man whos the chain

Big henn shout out to all of my men

In the pen

Even up state niggas pushin weight niggas pushin weight

An bitches...its all rite

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