Aktion

Lyrics for Aktion

Cha Dollar bin residue If I should do better, then my crew doin' better too Your troop's incredible Bite down through, my juice is impeccable It's a Westwood sweepstakes Took her 'round shopping on Third Street, the pumps fake Pump brakes on the gas The gas, so high you lag, can't see straight Don't stunt my mood Tan skin leather, aboriginal groove The conclude, you screw, I move, you move It's a breakdown, mortal shakedown Have a heart to heart to allude You lose in this region of parts unknown Flights we flown to parts unknown to foes that season Send a postcard back from Arrakis True style of access Love food for thought, uh, malpractice Toothless bastard, out the loop like a backspin The mane incognito The mane got rep from Poland to Del Rio It's true though Cha Cha, keep it true, my chune We stunt way tall through the worst typhoons I brought the harp out to play my blues So deep that you done left bruised That's the real street music We thrash in the middle of mash and dance to it Ace boon coon, the block got a lot curfew Run on home close when you feeling alone , at the intersection By Debby and Brewster My niggas out in Frayser on the porch with shooters Use more caution Your tape get cut, you move with few options By the 260, scheming Watch it all go by, maybe I'm dreaming It's true though True