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Tyreece Santana - Welcome to the Bronx (EP Version) Lyrics




I don't hate players, I'm from the crown rhyme sayers
Whatever kid- say it, get down without delaying
I play my cards shark style, kings, queens and aces
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The Boogie Down, the home of, the illest of all faces
Ya outsiders blind/ya haters are all racists
Running through them lies/ya niggas are all racers
Make that bland shit/and niggas they won't taste it
Yeah
I ain't America's bandstand
But I can, make your hair stand
When I play with a band man, yeah
And I force ya to under the bed stand
Once I make all my the fans stand
Then you'll know I'm the damn man, yeah
I wonder if crippin' villains know that Supa in him?
Cuz he play every Super Bowl like his name is really Wilson
Not the player, but the game ball
I know Tom, Hanks gotta feel it
I'm bananas and you know I'm gonna peel it
And I know ya gonna feel it
Songs so sweet yeah ya gonna need a filling
Flow so cold feel like fall into winter when I'm cooling
Like an engine, my future spooling
My bars are too lovely for all my haters chattin'
Gotta make that hard shit for all my niggas trapping
And peace songs for all my hittas packing
Who going home hoping positivity will happen
This for those in gowns and caps, with people clapping
Degree getters higher education's never lacking but
It seems to us cuz colleges they always taxing
Not dreaming cuz these stepping stones I thought was passion
Saw it thru some weak jobs ones with several taxes
Dream of bobble heads, just imagine
I gotta get it now
I gotta get it now
Watch me get it now

Now I'm bound to ring for the deaf ears to hear me
I wanna stand out so the blind will be eyeing to feel me
Eyeing to feel me...

From the crown rhyme sayers
Whatever kid-say it, and get down without delaying
I play my cards shark style, kings, queens and aces
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
I said, welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The Boogie Down, the home of, the illest of all faces
I said, welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The top, it's close, I see it/and I taste it
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
I'm finna take over, I see it/and I taste it
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
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I don't hate players, I'm from the crown rhyme sayers
Whatever kid- say it, get down without delaying
I play my cards shark style, kings, queens and aces
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The Boogie Down, the home of, the illest of all faces
Ya outsiders blind/ya haters are all racists
Running through them lies/ya niggas are all racers
Make that bland shit/and niggas they won't taste it
Yeah
I ain't America's bandstand
But I can, make your hair stand
When I play with a band man, yeah
And I force ya to under the bed stand
Once I make all my the fans stand
Then you'll know I'm the damn man, yeah
I wonder if crippin' villains know that Supa in him?
Cuz he play every Super Bowl like his name is really Wilson
Not the player, but the game ball
I know Tom, Hanks gotta feel it
I'm bananas and you know I'm gonna peel it
And I know ya gonna feel it
Songs so sweet yeah ya gonna need a filling
Flow so cold feel like fall into winter when I'm cooling
Like an engine, my future spooling
My bars are too lovely for all my haters chattin'
Gotta make that hard shit for all my niggas trapping
And peace songs for all my hittas packing
Who going home hoping positivity will happen
This for those in gowns and caps, with people clapping
Degree getters higher education's never lacking but
It seems to us cuz colleges they always taxing
Not dreaming cuz these stepping stones I thought was passion
Saw it thru some weak jobs ones with several taxes
Dream of bobble heads, just imagine
I gotta get it now
I gotta get it now
Watch me get it now

Now I'm bound to ring for the deaf ears to hear me
I wanna stand out so the blind will be eyeing to feel me
Eyeing to feel me...

From the crown rhyme sayers
Whatever kid-say it, and get down without delaying
I play my cards shark style, kings, queens and aces
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
I said, welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The Boogie Down, the home of, the illest of all faces
I said, welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
The top, it's close, I see it/and I taste it
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
I'm finna take over, I see it/and I taste it
Welcome to the Bronx the illest of all places
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Writer: Tyreece Santana
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