Today is Thursday, the 19th of October 2023.
Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now
Underground hip-hop yo
said water buffalo to cousin cow...
Yo, cous, Yo!
Cow, cous, Cow!
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"Hollyhood to Bromford"
Blame, blame, whose dat with you again?
(The ride, the ride)
Yes black, where's my jewels at?
(Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown...)
Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now
Underground hip-hop yo
Elle a toutes les qualitรฉs, mon grand dรฉfaut c'est de t'aimer...
This one's a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha?
I'ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the driveby's
Arrรชte, arrรชte ne me touche pas!...
It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang
Stay in the house that's the sound of the gangs, Clef
By the time we figured out what happened
I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE!
That cemetery gear (California, California)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
True, true, yo Bromfod got a lot of kids twisted
Jumpin in and out of limo's thinkin is his ass really gifted
The only gift y'all possess is workin with the triple six's
Y'all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces
Mosta y'all can't even go back to the hood where y'all grew up
Actin like y'all drink alcohol and all y'all do is throw up
Talk about when y'all blow up y'all gonna visit the project floors
But the last time they saw y'all was 1984
Now y'all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin "freeze"
Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD
They hoppin, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is the wind
There's no celly phone, so you can't phone home
Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome
("Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?")
He a rap artist
("I don't care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear")
Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song
I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone
And come to find out that you never held a chrome
And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam
Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn
Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns
The only difference is for you there'll be no resurrection
Cause it's a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
Yo, Bromfod has half-man be hollow to you
How could you have slipped through
while I was detecting the trick that's in you
Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle
We wouldn't of hit you, hammers have already been
cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who?
It's click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up
That's what's within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker
Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with 'em
Adrenaline's givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in
You never knew bout how we play these innings
But you about to play the commission
Waves are spinning, I'm out the glaze I'm sh... ing
The real is missing but the fraud is evident
ever so clear, but you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear
Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh?
Damn Paul, what's that huh?
Let me get that, with the quick snatch
If it's a little man in you then I better put the trick back
And if it's anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
Tell the FBI that I won't be home tonight
Tell the Secret Service I won't be home tonight
Colours, put away your colours whoa, colours...
"Hollyhood to Bromford"
Blame, blame, whose dat with you again?
(The ride, the ride)
Yes black, where's my jewels at?
(Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown...)
Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now
Underground hip-hop yo
Elle a toutes les qualitรฉs, mon grand dรฉfaut c'est de t'aimer...
This one's a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha?
I'ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the driveby's
Arrรชte, arrรชte ne me touche pas!...
It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang
Stay in the house that's the sound of the gangs, Clef
By the time we figured out what happened
I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE!
That cemetery gear (California, California)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
True, true, yo Bromfod got a lot of kids twisted
Jumpin in and out of limo's thinkin is his ass really gifted
The only gift y'all possess is workin with the triple six's
Y'all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces
Mosta y'all can't even go back to the hood where y'all grew up
Actin like y'all drink alcohol and all y'all do is throw up
Talk about when y'all blow up y'all gonna visit the project floors
But the last time they saw y'all was 1984
Now y'all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin "freeze"
Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD
They hoppin, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is the wind
There's no celly phone, so you can't phone home
Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome
("Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?")
He a rap artist
("I don't care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear")
Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song
I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone
And come to find out that you never held a chrome
And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam
Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn
Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns
The only difference is for you there'll be no resurrection
Cause it's a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
Yo, Bromfod has half-man be hollow to you
How could you have slipped through
while I was detecting the trick that's in you
Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle
We wouldn't of hit you, hammers have already been
cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who?
It's click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up
That's what's within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker
Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with 'em
Adrenaline's givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in
You never knew bout how we play these innings
But you about to play the commission
Waves are spinning, I'm out the glaze I'm sh... ing
The real is missing but the fraud is evident
ever so clear, but you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear
Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh?
Damn Paul, what's that huh?
Let me get that, with the quick snatch
If it's a little man in you then I better put the trick back
And if it's anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer
Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear
I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite
(but that ain't right y'all)
DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours)
That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit)
I got my gun and nine from Bromfod, to your neck of the hood
Tell the FBI that I won't be home tonight
Tell the Secret Service I won't be home tonight
Colours, put away your colours whoa, colours...
Hollywood
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Los Angeles IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (including Hollywood IIIIIIIIIIIII and West Hills I)
London IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (including Chelsea III and Londinium I and Walthamstow I and Muswell Hill I and Richmond I and Soho I)
Hamburg IIIIIIIIIIIIIII (including St. Pauli III and Wilhelmsburg I and Altona I and Jenfeld I and Bahrenfeld I and Ohlsdorf I and Niendorf I)
Berlin IIIIIIIII
Babylon/Babel IIIIIIIII (Pompeii is in this part of the list so...)
Amsterdam IIIIIIII
Memphis IIIIIII
Jerusalem IIIIII
Eden IIIIII
San Francisco IIIIII
Bethlehem IIIII
Chicago IIII
Warsaw IIII (including Warszawa I)
Paris IIII
Seattle IIII
Las Vegas IIII
New Orleans III
Philadelphia III
Manchester III
Detroit III
Houston III
Baltimore III
Moscow III
Rome III
Kansas City III
Miami III
Budapest II
Hong Kong II
Tijuana II
Acapulco II
Montrรฉal II
Galway II
Washington II
Barcelona II
Belfast II
Shanghai II
Tulsa II
Jupiter II
Damascus II
Vienna II
Saint Malo II (also San Malo I)
Jericho II
Nashville II
Black Mountain II
Soma II
Bangkok II
Dallas II
Berkeley II
Malice I
San Josรฉ I
Scarborough I
Atlantic City I
Pompeii I
Waterloo I
Pyongyang I
Yarmouth I
Santa Maria Da Feira I
West Palm Beach I
Cologne I
Monterey I
Starkville I
Odessa I
Tupelo I
Leningrad I
Fribourg I
Montgomery I
Folsom I
Perth I
Sanibel I
Harrisburg I
Gloucester I
Calgary I
Blackfield I
Omaha I
Gainesville I
Santiago I
Chernobyl I
Grevenbroich I
Brownsville I
Mason City I
Benton I
San Jacinto I
Cairo I
Grafton I
Istanbul I
Nazareth I
Aurora I
Durango I
Donkey Town I
Key West I
Laredo I
Durban I
Bowenville I
Woodstock I
Kalispell I
El Dorado I
Gaza I
Oxford I
Orlรฉans I
Kilronan I
Santa Fe I
Leicester I
Saskatoon I
Singapore I
Poughkeepsie I
Twin Falls I
Greenwich I
Ottawa I
Red Lake I
Sapokanikan I
Tokyo I
Guernica I
Port I
Sheffield I
Skara Brae I
Grantchester I
Bingen I
Columbia I
Venice I
Baghdad I
Marquette I
Salisbury I
Birnam I
Ramada I
Putnam I
Sterling I
Pittsfield I
Driftwood I
Copenhagen I
New Danville I
New Paris I
Muskegon I
Metropolis I
Sapporo I
Johnsburg I
St. Charles I
Tipperary I
Sherwood I
Juno I
Aberdeen I
Margarita I
Highland I
Millbrook I
Southampton I
Central City I
San Bernardino I
Westfall I
Buffalo I
Guajira I
Sarajevo I
Zebulon I
Asbury Park I
St. Lawrence I
Santa Monica I
Mount Airy I
Valparaiso I
Jacksonville I
Atlanta I
Brighton I
Galveston I
Grenville I
Oklahoma I
Heartland I
Sedan I
Blanchard I
San Malo I
St. James I
Saginaw I
Ceylon City I
Liverpool I
Bristol I
Vatican I
Normal I
Baton Rouge I
Mansfield I
Shiloh I
Darlington I
Halcyon I
Lantana I
Honolula I
Roscoe I
Knutsford I
Pittsburgh I
Not even really a (real) city or place:
Jersey III
California II
Gomorrah II
Essex II
Albion I
Idaho I
Atlantis I
Camelot I
A City With No Name I
Drywood I
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