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[Verse 1: Evidence]
And once again it's on...
I guess Iâm on that
Once a good girlâs gone bad, sheâs gone forever
To tell the climate of pain, itâs like the rain told the weather
Sometimes you move towards the wolf pack
And go hunting down mamis in wolf slats
I pulled the reins back, horse on the race track
Dogs and same cats
Falling on down, they used to be London Bridges
But they all on the ground, broke down to little ridges
Itâs a simple story of build and destroy
Iâm like the judge's hammer, slamming the villain to void
Killing his boys, killing his girls, killing they world
Feelin like the Third Mobb, Hell on this Earth
I spit verses: thereâs better ways to pay the rent and shit
Itâs not ideal, still I deal sentences
Graduated to stardom from apprenticeship
Emphasis reversed, from exodus to genesis
[Hook: Lilâ Fame]
Catch you when we drop that
Plant seeds, grow those trees--then we chop that
Twistin' up that old green life--then we burn that
When will you mother fuckers learn?
We build and destroy!
Catch you when we drop that
Plant seeds, grow those trees--then we chop that
Architect, leave a big hole where ya block at
When will you mother fuckers learn?
(You
either
Build
or
Destroy...
You
either
build
or
destroy...where
you
come
from?)
[Verse 2: Rakaa Iriscience (Dilated Peoples)]
And once again its on...
Evolution of the art of noise
I paint graffiti when I spit so they saw the void
Create to devastate, I build to destroy
Construction for the destruction of toys
I saw the choice made it, saw the void filled it
Saw the mic slayed it, saw the stage killed it
Ask the doctor what the cause be when the bills hit
Dilated Peoples diagnosed as the ill shit
Yeah, Rakaaâs up, bars up, power up
Renovate the structures from the bottom to the tower up
Plant our own medicine and chop it when it flowers up
Add Swiss precision to bombs and when the hourâs up...(BOOM)
Gone, erase âem like whoâs that? (Huh?)
Replace âem now, tell these cats to draw new maps
There are new boundaries and they can never move back
Cause they slanging old dope, hanging in a new trap
[Verse 3: Termanology]
And once again itâs on...
Build or destroy it, krills in my toilet
Cops banging on my door, not a bench warrant
Number ten Jordans, and my pen poison
Causing men torment Permanent misfortune
Make you feel important, this the wheel of fortune
My ten boys with a wrench pointed right near your noggin
My heart been robbin', rap Bin Laden
Been stalking these rap cats with big wallets
And I spit flawless, young Chris Wallace
But I skipped college, didnât Asher Roth it
I put a casket together to put yo' ass up in it
Cause itâs cast a minute, high fashion biscuit
The Gucci guns, Louis lavender gun handle
Iâd shoot myself in the brain if I couldnât out rap you
Ev hit me to build, told me destroy the mic
On this beat Alchemist made, I said sho' you right
- Album:
- Green Tape Instrumentals
- Cats & Dogs
- You (Single)
- The Layover (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- The Weatherman LP
- Cats & Dogs [Deluxe Edition]
- Cats & Dogs (Instrumental Version)
- The Layover
- Junto a Ti
- The Weatherman
- Cats & Dogs (Deluxe Version)
- You
- RSE20: 20 Years of Rhymesayers Entertainment
- To Be Continued...
- Duck Season, Vol. 3
- To Be Continued... (Instrumental Version)
- Throw It All Away
- Weather or Not
- Mr. Slow Flow / Hot & Cold