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Hardwe're - Fill In The Blanks ( 90s Rap + Lyrics )

Hello Everyone . This channel is not created for any profit . If you are against uploading any music or photo to my channel, please write to me . Lyrics : We’re coming straight from Newark Straight out of Newark, Huh! Yeah, big up to all my peoples I done dug into my bag of tricks Came up with some different skits Not your average Mafia, I be on some different shit You know I’m pimping shit that make you use your mind So if you can fill in the blanks, do it when it’s timeCome on One, two, three, four, five, six seven Feel like I’m in Hell, but I wish I was in [Heaven] Yeah, you got it, now knock it while I rock it I stick plugs in the socket and money in my [pocket] Yo, I get psychotic when you try to diss my staff No props for your block, so you could just kiss my [ass] (Ooh) My name is 7, Four plus three is seven Fuck KISS-FM, I only listen to HOT 9[7] How many days are there in a week? On cops who raid my block, I pull a 18[7] Out-of-state trips is where I follow it Talk shit and I go get my nine to hock-spit hollow tips I’m in that number one rank, make your boat sink Make you walk the plank, so help me fill in the blanks Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank And when you have sex, you always bust blanks Pull out your nine and you’ll only shoot blanks And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank And when you have sex, you always bust blanks Pull out your nine and you’ll only shoot blanks And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank And when you have sex, you always bust blanks Pull out your nine and you’ll only shoot blanks And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks I’ll be filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every Chance I get, I’ll be filling in the blanks I’ll be filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every Chance I get, I’ll be filling in the blanks Ayyo, god There’s more where that came from, but you must pay Africans shouldn’t respect the US[A] ‘cause All this racism is too much, man—that’s why I give a middle finger to the Ku Klux [Klan] They think they got us mastered, put down our race the fastest But they’re always looking at the black women’s [asses] Bigots get head shots when I let the lead pop Used to live on Johnson, but now I’m rolling with… Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank And when you have sex, you always bust blanks Pull out your nine and you’ll only shoot blanks And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks I’ll be filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every Chance I get, I’ll be filling in the blanks I’ll be filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every Chance I get, I’ll be filling in the blanks You claim you’re strenuous when you bust, but if you fuck with us You’ll end up ashes to ashes and [dust to dust] To all my weed fans, please stand, puff your lye ‘Til your eyes get chinky like the Chinese [man] Raw, ready for combat for sure If you protest, I declare [war] Sometimes, I wear my hairline bushy, clean you real Dushy, then eat you like some real good [pussy] Life is short, so before I die, I quickly try To buy me a BM 850[i] Represent The Rock, and I dwell in the Brick City And stand tall like the Statue of [Liberty] I got my nine, so ain’t no sticking me On December 25th, I light that ass up like a [Christmas tree] So fuck the suburbs, I live in the ghetto Anytime you see me, I’m always cracking [endo] Used to have a nigga down with me named [Jake], but I Kicked him off the bike ‘cause he turned like a [snake] I’ll be blasting that ass like a tank, make your boat sink Make you walk the plank, so help me fill in the blanks [Verse 2: Little 7] I got that motherfucking Bomb weed flavor, start sparking it Jamaican top pepper seeds, skunk hydro, and [weed] You gon’ need musical rehab when I rip this Niggas took so much of this dope, they got addicted The song was going off, so he split it to ten Ninety wanna know: "is this the end?" Will there be more rapping? But didn’t mama tell you, “One day, it was gonna [happen]”? Hands down In Ninenty-Sev’, gonna give names up Shit, that rhyme in my sentence for my nigga 7—figures Triggered a different style for niggas to pimp it While you put your best in Now listen: I got all these questions like: "if I say [?]" So when I say police or popo, you say, “It’s the [pigs],” And when they’re shooting, Keep it low so you do not get [hit]. Yeah, you got that shit Now give away their fucking… We like the rich shit that make your mind seek Putting knowledge up in that dome piece Name some, game done, we’re splitting the fame, son And all I need from you are answers: like you shouldn’t smoke Cigarettes ‘cause you might just catch [cancer] Doing good? What, you a scholar? This goes out to my niggas on the blizzock clocking One out of ten I know they’re looking pretty idiotic Just ‘cause they can’t get this shit When the whole fucking city got it