​The Twinz - Personas lyrics

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​The Twinz - Personas lyrics

Yeah, yeah, Young C, what you can say f** all ya'll motherf**ers who wanna touch us, touch our hip-hop Yeha, for real, do you keep it real? Yeah, F.U.C.K.- dis is talk of Young C, let's go [Young C] My persona just like big anaconda Attack immediately without pause in a minute Adrenaline burn in a body & wanna blow ya Put sh** on ya, we'll not be mourn ya We make from you a pone, real slim, put you low You don't know, who iz Young C of T.W.I.N.Z Persona just like anaconda, hip hop wanna Was born ain't in a Bronx or Queens Bridge In a ghetto my soul was born to get a link Wit good world, make dis cord mo longer f** your dreams, f** your trims Ya a** will be soon victim, you lookin sick, man I ain't Cholo, my body iz swoll for Ol' Skool forever, you will be me remember Me just like kifner, for my sh** will lifter Just like Pun & Joe Crack, returned white rap back Wit own band Terror Squad- me iz terror for ya Coz my family ain't like s**ers for rap game Man, our life iz lookin on a game [Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherf**ers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma s** my dick, motherf**er! f** You-You not good rhymer [Dazzle Kid] My persona lookin on a Yonker or Vato I'ma not stunner, coz my purse often empty like in a gutter I was born not in Havana- like Castro or Che Gevara Had riot in a soul You a**hole, go front on me Dunno me, can do subliminal shot, just like Pac Time was hot, some ain't got money on shoes So he move in a way of robbin, drugdealin, cap peelin Some can't buy himself some socks or kerchiefs Some don't streets feel at 17, but got gift A talent from God, so he gotta Make a bang on a scene or blow punani Some write sagas, freestyles & he can save His lifestyle from cowards & dumb a** b**hes who bark as Dogs, like sheperd or wit reitweller, you scare to holla Your bro'z who tryna guns toss and motherf**az Who tryna snitch you, f** ya'll, you heard me Just like Joe, but not legends of streets They beasts earn raw when other bro rest in piece sh** became immediatly, all sh** is legally Only some can say language illegally, finally Mentality is lethally, feelin it (You heard me) [Chorus]2xs Ol Skool motherf**ers- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma s** my dick, motherf**er! f** You-You not good rhymer Feel it son, keep it real, dis is Twinz, two broz-two twinz, mof**a Check dis!! [Chorus]2xs Ol Skool mof**az- dat's our persona Better pray for us coz you can be in a comma You'll be pray for ya momma, check our gramma s** my dick, mof**a! f** You-You not good rhymer Yeah, dis is rap game time, f** fake a** mof**az, who tryna be ol' Skool ghosts We not trully on 100% ol' skool soldiers, but we tryna, so..