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Golem Island Video (MV)




Performed By: BTA Detroit
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Ernest Smith




BTA Detroit - Golem Island Lyrics
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BTA the feds, they was over my shit
If I was ice, baby, they be tryin' to spit
20 man squad, it was over a brick
Street life I had to crack the whole shit
Got away with murder and I made a hit
The preachers said I wouldn't make it off the bricks
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes cost a lick
Ain't talkin' shit, man, I'm rappin' for no diff
I just lock and load and stick
I just pack a mag and a little skip
I'm just trappin' for a chain hangin' off the rim
They brought me when shit was gettin' hit
Took a whole squad outside the fifth
I just watching here when we gettin' dissed
I'm on the east coast an island from the 6
Shooting houses up, I was only 5 and 6
When it's all over, I can build another wish
They a bunch of dirty rappers with a bunch of chicks
Got a bucket full of bricks
In my city, on my back from the 6
BTA the feds, they was over my shit
If I was ice, baby, they be tryin' to spit
20 man squad, it was over a brick
Street life I had to crack the whole shit
Got away with murder and I made a hit
The preachers said I wouldn't make it off the bricks
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes cost a lick
Ain't talkin' shit, man, I'm rappin' for no diff
I just lock and load and stick
I just pack a mag and a little skip
I'm just trappin' for a chain hangin' off the rim
They brought me when shit was gettin' hit
Took a whole squad outside the fifth
I just watching here when we gettin' dissed
I'm on the east coast an island from the 6
Shooting houses up, I was only 5 and 6
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BTA the feds, they was over my shit
If I was ice, baby, they be tryin' to spit
20 man squad, it was over a brick
Street life I had to crack the whole shit
Got away with murder and I made a hit
The preachers said I wouldn't make it off the bricks
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes cost a lick
Ain't talkin' shit, man, I'm rappin' for no diff
I just lock and load and stick
I just pack a mag and a little skip
I'm just trappin' for a chain hangin' off the rim
They brought me when shit was gettin' hit
Took a whole squad outside the fifth
I just watching here when we gettin' dissed
I'm on the east coast an island from the 6
Shooting houses up, I was only 5 and 6
When it's all over, I can build another wish
They a bunch of dirty rappers with a bunch of chicks
Got a bucket full of bricks
In my city, on my back from the 6
BTA the feds, they was over my shit
If I was ice, baby, they be tryin' to spit
20 man squad, it was over a brick
Street life I had to crack the whole shit
Got away with murder and I made a hit
The preachers said I wouldn't make it off the bricks
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes cost a lick
Ain't talkin' shit, man, I'm rappin' for no diff
I just lock and load and stick
I just pack a mag and a little skip
I'm just trappin' for a chain hangin' off the rim
They brought me when shit was gettin' hit
Took a whole squad outside the fifth
I just watching here when we gettin' dissed
I'm on the east coast an island from the 6
Shooting houses up, I was only 5 and 6
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Writer: Ernest Smith
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