It's strong island for real, where the critters run wild the prefix is 516, the top of the dial trhough the L.I. Sound, to the villa down under and across the globe I heard a lot of folks wonderin' so when's it coming 'cause the stakes is high see big money that waves don't put the pen to my page and ain't nothin' wrong with standing still and relaxing and spendin' some of that cash that Uncle Sam is gonna tax a New York demeanor is sit back in the beamer with nothing to lose but some gas and some minutes ignorin' the gazers 'cause some stars don't get petty and that trash you talk is just New Years confetti it's like that y'all, but that's all 'bout to change like some of my own, people tend to act strange i'm making a scene, and it's served with it's capabilities so set it at an island's degrees
It's strong island for real, the diagnosis is supreme the prefix is 516, where microphones fiend the voices that gots the gift, 'cause the world is on their shoulders makein' plans to switch from little rock to money boulders the real proceed my girl stands deep from nubians actin' like Columbians sellin' keys characters have the tendency to con themselves to think the East Coast is only New York and Philadelph you know the way we blow, your shit is played like pork and as for what we be bringin' you, we live and direct from New York I ougtta say my fam causes commercs. steppin' to me fool will get you punched out like a curse it's like that y'all, let it all consume like them brothas who smoke, 'till they high like the moon soon to a town near you be them super emcees settin' them Long Island degrees
I hit the L.I.R.R. for big dreamers out east and get your bank roll split bangin' dents out your systems sellin' points to get the uppercut like Sonny Liston but eyes closed episodes bring you back to zeroes the same herp playin' like he Casablanca blind to it, but I'm a grind him up a cup of Sanka servin' dimes loves on tennis courts and sorts laid back like grown folks sippin' tea for sport
I be sweepin' up the room with my lyrical broom while others rhymes smell like plastic like some lunch room utensil the official color for this planet is green which growns in pockets of them people willing to scheme an't no expose, these facts are from the mouth profilin' through Island with that wind from down south at last, be the world broad cast from the crew who gave you 3's magic on an island degrees
it's strong island for real where the critters smoke fritters night time excites time for the heavy hitters gang on hers 'cause in the mean time mine is home on date fluffin' pillows impatiently waitin' ain't no debatin' 'Bout to settle, check the level stakes is high as the sky I got questions about your life if you so ready to die we in the last quarter y'all, somebody's gonna cry I think they need to set the clock before the time pass by
In the round one no nines my size can get swelly sensing danger I will play a ranger on my celly with my felly we're wonderful like colorful flix provide a thread and needle every time the stages get ripped I grip upon the pleasure sippin' the tea on the island 'cause that island is the main artery so uh, you better come and give respect for catch some of these knucks from the island degrees
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