Stay Down (The Champ Is Here)

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    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here

    Uh huh
    Káy
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Rock with me
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Uh huh
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Uh
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    Uh
    Drop da top on da Jeep, ride through Brooklyn
    Cops they looking
    Intentions of making a booking
    'Cause I'm black and caked up
    Inspecting my diamond necklace, my watch from Jacobs
    Where you get ya money, show me ya pay stub
    The street love us, hate cops so the cops hate thugz
    Praises to Allah, hope that he protect me in da street that I roam
    In the words of Bob Marley, love would never leave us alone
    It's a cold world, who feels it knows it
    I did marry a virgin like Mary did Joseph
    Wish a good life for dem niggaz I roll with
    Young thugz strapped wit da four fifth
    Living life so hopeless
    Send a bird to da heavens
    A moment of reverence
    While smoking my herbs, inhaling da essence
    Recognizing my blessing
    Two stepping with my Smith and Wesson
    Protocol for pussies, wet em then we stretch em
    Motherfucka

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

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    Drop da top on da Benz, ride through Bronx
    Niggaz think it's a drive by so I only ride through once
    Speed da beat up, ride da beat so slow
    Just some fire for my soul cause da street so cold
    Young men from da ghetto elevate to trappers, then to rappers, then to puppets
    The world is changing, fuck it
    Aim then buss it
    10 years in a box for a Glock so I'm forced to tuck it
    If you're rich and famous, crucial you keep a bullet in da chamber
    A killer on speed dial, lawyers on retainer
    Stay away from strangers, everybody need favors
    No love for us playas, can't trust nobody
    Malcolm X on da chest wit da double mouth shotty
    God Son on da arm, thug life across da belly
    Homage to Makaveli
    On da grind all da time trying to shine for years
    So much pain on my mind, still no sign of tears

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    Uh
    Me and my dawgs used to roll
    In da streets fighting war for our soul
    Plant weed, watch it grow
    Cops patrolled
    5 of us got caught, not a nigga told
    We're older now, em younger niggaz run it
    Their code of conduct got me sick to my stomach
    No morals, no respect
    Pussy niggaz get smack wit da teck
    We was heartless, heart was metamorphosis
    Lessons da street taught us
    A nigga hot like August
    I'm down for any drama, just call Káy
    Crack a nigga skull in broad day
    Started in Jamaica, took it to Harlem
    When da streets need fire, guess who they calling
    While niggaz be starving
    Cry Nation be da army, Playa da sergeant
    Sitting in da cell, going through hell, death before dishonor, in da street we ain't begging no pardon
    Bunch of Queens niggaz ready for stardom
    Motherfucka

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    The champ is here
    Stay down lil' nigga, stay down

    Queens
    Harlem
    You know what it is
    Uh
    Playa
    G
    Sup'
    We here
    Cry Nation
    We in da building
    Uh
    New York
    You gotta love it

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    Composition: R. Mitchell

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