Aceyalone - B

Greetings


Ok I’ll make this short


We in the house


We got mikah 9 abstract rude peace


Vic hop fat jack and myself aceyalone





We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom


Bring them laughter after which bring them tears





I seen it comin’ and knew it was a plot


Legislation had a plan to kill hip hop


I got wind from a snitch I kept in contact w/this


Bitch ass judge who was paid off


Soon after that he got laid off


I’m lettin’ niggas know you tryin’ to stop a muthafucka’s flow


Hold your black stallions and your black sheeps


Black clan aided a nigga and got heat


We met up on stepney and market sparked it


Mapped out the target


We gon’ take out their number one sergeant


Young and strong we bailed up on their front lawn


To kill the enemy


Remember me


Well if you remember me you’ll remember


I’m the one who broke into the pentagon took fouls planted bombs


Now I possess the blueprint


I counter the message you sent


No longer will you slander and tamper w/our music


Copies of the document we’re xeroxed


The ghetto took offense in defense of hip hop


Shot down rolled ’em up loc’ed up bailed out


Saved the day


Then into thin air I fade away


Scorpion





We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom


Bring them laughter after which bring them tears





The story had never been told until now


As the glory of the kingdom come comes down


Disguised as a janitor the washman


I swept and mopped the floors


Better yet I was a spook behind the door


W/a perfect view from the bannister


Feeling like lee harvey


’cept I got a hundred million years in me


First thing I did was aim


Lock him in my scope


Squeeze


Bust his melon open now I’m pleased


In the name of mc’s


Already passed the time that they allotted me


The housekeeper spotted me


It was either her or me


Click clack


She says I will not say what I see


But I never could have trusted her so I busted her in her chest


Then laughed


Then headed for the elevator shaft


But it was too late the jig was up


There was pigs all in the building


So I tried to escape to the fire escape from homicide


Yeah I killed him


Hangin’ from the third story ladder


I dropped and I felt my ankle shatter


No time to lose juice from my bladder


My mission was completed and that was all that mattered


The van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the crime


But it was hard to run w/a broken foot


Just like I thought they blasted


I took one to the gut


I was laying there thinkin’ about death


Just watchin’ my blood spill out


Just then the van pulls up and I jump in


And then we pull out (? lickin’? ) shouts for the glory





We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom


Bring them laughter after which bring them tears





I walk in like a normal black


Gun peckin’ jaw snatching


Slide


They like the way I glide


To the back break out my backpack and stack my shit up


Ah it’s bulging now


Looked around heard a gun shot


Pow


I looked down I whipped out my shit


Unloaded my clip


Jetting by the count I slipped


Tripped out


Landed on my hip crawled out


I hit a tuck and roll up and out


Into a flip and boned out now I’m zonin’


I’m nine glocks and seven 380’s richer


I’m fit to blow the foundation off this beyotch up


Synchronized for the race


I push the button


Nuke the place


Timed myself dashin to the ride


I hops inside


Keys already in the ignition


I cranks it slaps it in drive


Fizorty-fizive seconds til dizamage


Ride b-boy


Kingdom





We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom


Bring them laughter after which bring them tears





We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom


Bring them laughter after which bring them tears