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Way back when


Guess who's back?

Canarsie Brooklyn where this rapper was originated

Still on the streets with my peeps so deep

Man 

I got a Story to tell 

Way Back Then

Arrows coming out quivers

Now a days they pull triggers 

Police watch us

I say U can’t stop us 

Am I out of my mind for the what, millionth time?

The Rapper 

The Prophet

The Black Can’t Crack 

The One Who saved the day 

Way Back Then 

 

[Chorus:1]

I'm the 4-1 

From Way Back Then

From the time everybody sinned 

When I was the lion


 

[Verse 2:Truth]

Yeah, You heard it write 

I’m right

My name is Biblical

“God is my Judge”

 I serve the king and his successors with loyalty and ability 


 

  










 

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