All in One (5 Mics) (feat. Lil' Fame)
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⏱️ 3:42 duration
🆔 ID: 597929
📜 Lyrics
Let's take it back to that real hip hop shit
Bring back. . . the spirit of Pac, Biggie, Pun, Big L
I introduce y'all to my nigga:
This is historic rhetoric from the one R-E-K-S
Reborn through legends, giving a new breath to lungs
Pun
L
Big
Makaveli the Don
(Lil' Fame: The flow timeless, salute to 5 hands!)
To hip hop honors greats too late
So on this tape I recreate what heaven took from us
Passion of Pac, the swag of anything Biggie drop
Big L's non-stop shit on you talk
And Big Pun with the deli delivery that'll lyrically
Super Lyrical
Ebonics
Kick in the Door
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z
Who listen to the greatest to write on 5 mics
(Lil' Fame: This is a representation of warriors monumental, follow me
The revolution is on in this song, so holla Westside (Feel me!)
Pac's like definition of a thug nigga that's right
And to my enemies, get down on your knees
'Cause if it's beef we gon' ride,
Hail Mary!
If there's a heaven for a G, picture me sippin'
Hennessy
With B.I.G, Pun, L and Pac (ha-ha)
Up on the clouds on the block looking down Mama smile I know you proud of me now
I'm a O.G.! And to my homies don't cry 'cos we do or die pour a little O.E (Yeah nigga!)
Fuck all y'all
Me Against the World
M.O.P
(Blow it up for Biggie Smalls)
Notorious
Dead on trigger, (lift ya)
May you rest in pieces, your entourage tour with Jesus, Gucci fly
Mafioso Don with the
Bad Boy logo
Dom Pérignon
Moschino buying, private jet flying
The black Frank White
, 'cause my game's tight (right)
Brands and spokesmen strolling and get a bitch open
Hopin' I'ma hit her with
The Trojan
Keep a box by the Glock on the dresser
Lifestyles to apply pressure, baby baby
(BX! Salute to Big Pun, come on. . .)
Punisher's ready, I got the machete in a
Chevy
With the pistol as heavy as
Heavy D
Metaphors and melodies show you how to be a player like Bill Bellamy (ah shit)
My niggas known for felonies
Boogie Down New York the ground that I walk
Find you in the dark surround you with hawks
Act like you in charge (yo yo yo)
Terror is the squad
, I'm a lethal mathematician
Adding up the cash, you're fishing
Rappers missing, poetry that so proficient
Known as the dopest written, vocal spitting
Rolling with the Puerto Rican coalition
All the focus missing, ¡pana!
You can't match my grammar,
Scarface face like Montana
Chest, Pun and Mr. Mañana (oh bah-bah-bah-bah)
(We 'bout to take it uptown, Harlem world, Big L, salute!)
D.I.T.C.
Been between more sheets than Klu Klux
Your rapper Big L would give two fucks
Ya ho love me too much
Never seen her grill without my two nuts
American gangster, Frank Lucas
You got the "how could he?" bling
I rock the "what's poppin' now?" ring
Yao Ming
The Harlem City cat, with the hard gritty raps
You be all yappity-yap, my dogs really clap
I've got the fly gear and I like to fly Lears
All across states got your bitch payin' my fares
Chill with the idea anybody compares
Nobody comes near, Big L, oh yeah
Statik Selektah, show off, show off
Their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks
Show off, show off yeah
Blaze P, Blaze P, Blaze P
Ya nigga Fame, Ya nigga Fame, nigga Fame
To the homies ride with me, look for my shit soon yeah
Bring back. . . the spirit of Pac, Biggie, Pun, Big L
I introduce y'all to my nigga:
This is historic rhetoric from the one R-E-K-S
Reborn through legends, giving a new breath to lungs
Pun
L
Big
Makaveli the Don
(Lil' Fame: The flow timeless, salute to 5 hands!)
To hip hop honors greats too late
So on this tape I recreate what heaven took from us
Passion of Pac, the swag of anything Biggie drop
Big L's non-stop shit on you talk
And Big Pun with the deli delivery that'll lyrically
Super Lyrical
Ebonics
Kick in the Door
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z
Who listen to the greatest to write on 5 mics
(Lil' Fame: This is a representation of warriors monumental, follow me
The revolution is on in this song, so holla Westside (Feel me!)
Pac's like definition of a thug nigga that's right
And to my enemies, get down on your knees
'Cause if it's beef we gon' ride,
Hail Mary!
If there's a heaven for a G, picture me sippin'
Hennessy
With B.I.G, Pun, L and Pac (ha-ha)
Up on the clouds on the block looking down Mama smile I know you proud of me now
I'm a O.G.! And to my homies don't cry 'cos we do or die pour a little O.E (Yeah nigga!)
Fuck all y'all
Me Against the World
M.O.P
(Blow it up for Biggie Smalls)
Notorious
Dead on trigger, (lift ya)
May you rest in pieces, your entourage tour with Jesus, Gucci fly
Mafioso Don with the
Bad Boy logo
Dom Pérignon
Moschino buying, private jet flying
The black Frank White
, 'cause my game's tight (right)
Brands and spokesmen strolling and get a bitch open
Hopin' I'ma hit her with
The Trojan
Keep a box by the Glock on the dresser
Lifestyles to apply pressure, baby baby
(BX! Salute to Big Pun, come on. . .)
Punisher's ready, I got the machete in a
Chevy
With the pistol as heavy as
Heavy D
Metaphors and melodies show you how to be a player like Bill Bellamy (ah shit)
My niggas known for felonies
Boogie Down New York the ground that I walk
Find you in the dark surround you with hawks
Act like you in charge (yo yo yo)
Terror is the squad
, I'm a lethal mathematician
Adding up the cash, you're fishing
Rappers missing, poetry that so proficient
Known as the dopest written, vocal spitting
Rolling with the Puerto Rican coalition
All the focus missing, ¡pana!
You can't match my grammar,
Scarface face like Montana
Chest, Pun and Mr. Mañana (oh bah-bah-bah-bah)
(We 'bout to take it uptown, Harlem world, Big L, salute!)
D.I.T.C.
Been between more sheets than Klu Klux
Your rapper Big L would give two fucks
Ya ho love me too much
Never seen her grill without my two nuts
American gangster, Frank Lucas
You got the "how could he?" bling
I rock the "what's poppin' now?" ring
Yao Ming
The Harlem City cat, with the hard gritty raps
You be all yappity-yap, my dogs really clap
I've got the fly gear and I like to fly Lears
All across states got your bitch payin' my fares
Chill with the idea anybody compares
Nobody comes near, Big L, oh yeah
Statik Selektah, show off, show off
Their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks
Show off, show off yeah
Blaze P, Blaze P, Blaze P
Ya nigga Fame, Ya nigga Fame, nigga Fame
To the homies ride with me, look for my shit soon yeah
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.27] Let's take it back to that real hip hop shit
[00:05.55] Bring back. . . the spirit of Pac, Biggie, Pun, Big L
[00:10.78] I introduce y'all to my nigga:
[00:14.04] This is historic rhetoric from the one R-E-K-S
[00:17.72] Reborn through legends, giving a new breath to lungs
[00:20.52] Pun
[00:21.68] L
[00:22.07] Big
[00:22.44] Makaveli the Don
[00:23.36] (Lil' Fame: The flow timeless, salute to 5 hands!)
[00:25.55] To hip hop honors greats too late
[00:27.84] So on this tape I recreate what heaven took from us
[00:30.90] Passion of Pac, the swag of anything Biggie drop
[00:34.06] Big L's non-stop shit on you talk
[00:36.01] And Big Pun with the deli delivery that'll lyrically
[00:38.97] Super Lyrical
[00:40.34] Ebonics
[00:41.68] Kick in the Door
[00:43.11] Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z
[00:44.54] Who listen to the greatest to write on 5 mics
[00:46.42] (Lil' Fame: This is a representation of warriors monumental, follow me
[00:49.21] The revolution is on in this song, so holla Westside (Feel me!)
[00:54.06] Pac's like definition of a thug nigga that's right
[00:57.36] And to my enemies, get down on your knees
[01:00.35] 'Cause if it's beef we gon' ride,
[01:02.01] Hail Mary!
[01:03.17] If there's a heaven for a G, picture me sippin'
[01:05.52] Hennessy
[01:06.69] With B.I.G, Pun, L and Pac (ha-ha)
[01:08.43] Up on the clouds on the block looking down Mama smile I know you proud of me now
[01:12.72] I'm a O.G.! And to my homies don't cry 'cos we do or die pour a little O.E (Yeah nigga!)
[01:18.17] Fuck all y'all
[01:20.29] Me Against the World
[01:23.10] M.O.P
[01:24.21] (Blow it up for Biggie Smalls)
[01:24.62] Notorious
[01:25.62] Dead on trigger, (lift ya)
[01:27.40] May you rest in pieces, your entourage tour with Jesus, Gucci fly
[01:34.79] Mafioso Don with the
[01:37.06] Bad Boy logo
[01:38.16] Dom Pérignon
[01:39.44] Moschino buying, private jet flying
[01:42.51] The black Frank White
[01:44.67] , 'cause my game's tight (right)
[01:45.81] Brands and spokesmen strolling and get a bitch open
[01:48.42] Hopin' I'ma hit her with
[01:49.84] The Trojan
[01:50.84] Keep a box by the Glock on the dresser
[01:53.21] Lifestyles to apply pressure, baby baby
[01:56.05] (BX! Salute to Big Pun, come on. . .)
[02:01.18] Punisher's ready, I got the machete in a
[02:03.93] Chevy
[02:04.26] With the pistol as heavy as
[02:05.05] Heavy D
[02:06.19] Metaphors and melodies show you how to be a player like Bill Bellamy (ah shit)
[02:11.13] My niggas known for felonies
[02:12.26] Boogie Down New York the ground that I walk
[02:14.47] Find you in the dark surround you with hawks
[02:16.75] Act like you in charge (yo yo yo)
[02:17.66] Terror is the squad
[02:18.60] , I'm a lethal mathematician
[02:19.77] Adding up the cash, you're fishing
[02:21.33] Rappers missing, poetry that so proficient
[02:22.70] Known as the dopest written, vocal spitting
[02:24.87] Rolling with the Puerto Rican coalition
[02:27.05] All the focus missing, ¡pana!
[02:28.32] You can't match my grammar,
[02:30.10] Scarface face like Montana
[02:31.05] Chest, Pun and Mr. Mañana (oh bah-bah-bah-bah)
[02:35.31] (We 'bout to take it uptown, Harlem world, Big L, salute!)
[02:38.87] D.I.T.C.
[02:39.31] Been between more sheets than Klu Klux
[02:42.26] Your rapper Big L would give two fucks
[02:44.18] Ya ho love me too much
[02:45.69] Never seen her grill without my two nuts
[02:47.37] American gangster, Frank Lucas
[02:49.10] You got the "how could he?" bling
[02:51.23] I rock the "what's poppin' now?" ring
[02:53.81] Yao Ming
[02:55.11] The Harlem City cat, with the hard gritty raps
[02:57.58] You be all yappity-yap, my dogs really clap
[02:59.80] I've got the fly gear and I like to fly Lears
[03:02.85] All across states got your bitch payin' my fares
[03:05.35] Chill with the idea anybody compares
[03:08.15] Nobody comes near, Big L, oh yeah
[03:10.85] Statik Selektah, show off, show off
[03:15.78] Their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks
[03:19.32] Show off, show off yeah
[03:21.82] Blaze P, Blaze P, Blaze P
[03:24.73] Ya nigga Fame, Ya nigga Fame, nigga Fame
[03:31.58] To the homies ride with me, look for my shit soon yeah
[03:37.03]
[00:05.55] Bring back. . . the spirit of Pac, Biggie, Pun, Big L
[00:10.78] I introduce y'all to my nigga:
[00:14.04] This is historic rhetoric from the one R-E-K-S
[00:17.72] Reborn through legends, giving a new breath to lungs
[00:20.52] Pun
[00:21.68] L
[00:22.07] Big
[00:22.44] Makaveli the Don
[00:23.36] (Lil' Fame: The flow timeless, salute to 5 hands!)
[00:25.55] To hip hop honors greats too late
[00:27.84] So on this tape I recreate what heaven took from us
[00:30.90] Passion of Pac, the swag of anything Biggie drop
[00:34.06] Big L's non-stop shit on you talk
[00:36.01] And Big Pun with the deli delivery that'll lyrically
[00:38.97] Super Lyrical
[00:40.34] Ebonics
[00:41.68] Kick in the Door
[00:43.11] Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z
[00:44.54] Who listen to the greatest to write on 5 mics
[00:46.42] (Lil' Fame: This is a representation of warriors monumental, follow me
[00:49.21] The revolution is on in this song, so holla Westside (Feel me!)
[00:54.06] Pac's like definition of a thug nigga that's right
[00:57.36] And to my enemies, get down on your knees
[01:00.35] 'Cause if it's beef we gon' ride,
[01:02.01] Hail Mary!
[01:03.17] If there's a heaven for a G, picture me sippin'
[01:05.52] Hennessy
[01:06.69] With B.I.G, Pun, L and Pac (ha-ha)
[01:08.43] Up on the clouds on the block looking down Mama smile I know you proud of me now
[01:12.72] I'm a O.G.! And to my homies don't cry 'cos we do or die pour a little O.E (Yeah nigga!)
[01:18.17] Fuck all y'all
[01:20.29] Me Against the World
[01:23.10] M.O.P
[01:24.21] (Blow it up for Biggie Smalls)
[01:24.62] Notorious
[01:25.62] Dead on trigger, (lift ya)
[01:27.40] May you rest in pieces, your entourage tour with Jesus, Gucci fly
[01:34.79] Mafioso Don with the
[01:37.06] Bad Boy logo
[01:38.16] Dom Pérignon
[01:39.44] Moschino buying, private jet flying
[01:42.51] The black Frank White
[01:44.67] , 'cause my game's tight (right)
[01:45.81] Brands and spokesmen strolling and get a bitch open
[01:48.42] Hopin' I'ma hit her with
[01:49.84] The Trojan
[01:50.84] Keep a box by the Glock on the dresser
[01:53.21] Lifestyles to apply pressure, baby baby
[01:56.05] (BX! Salute to Big Pun, come on. . .)
[02:01.18] Punisher's ready, I got the machete in a
[02:03.93] Chevy
[02:04.26] With the pistol as heavy as
[02:05.05] Heavy D
[02:06.19] Metaphors and melodies show you how to be a player like Bill Bellamy (ah shit)
[02:11.13] My niggas known for felonies
[02:12.26] Boogie Down New York the ground that I walk
[02:14.47] Find you in the dark surround you with hawks
[02:16.75] Act like you in charge (yo yo yo)
[02:17.66] Terror is the squad
[02:18.60] , I'm a lethal mathematician
[02:19.77] Adding up the cash, you're fishing
[02:21.33] Rappers missing, poetry that so proficient
[02:22.70] Known as the dopest written, vocal spitting
[02:24.87] Rolling with the Puerto Rican coalition
[02:27.05] All the focus missing, ¡pana!
[02:28.32] You can't match my grammar,
[02:30.10] Scarface face like Montana
[02:31.05] Chest, Pun and Mr. Mañana (oh bah-bah-bah-bah)
[02:35.31] (We 'bout to take it uptown, Harlem world, Big L, salute!)
[02:38.87] D.I.T.C.
[02:39.31] Been between more sheets than Klu Klux
[02:42.26] Your rapper Big L would give two fucks
[02:44.18] Ya ho love me too much
[02:45.69] Never seen her grill without my two nuts
[02:47.37] American gangster, Frank Lucas
[02:49.10] You got the "how could he?" bling
[02:51.23] I rock the "what's poppin' now?" ring
[02:53.81] Yao Ming
[02:55.11] The Harlem City cat, with the hard gritty raps
[02:57.58] You be all yappity-yap, my dogs really clap
[02:59.80] I've got the fly gear and I like to fly Lears
[03:02.85] All across states got your bitch payin' my fares
[03:05.35] Chill with the idea anybody compares
[03:08.15] Nobody comes near, Big L, oh yeah
[03:10.85] Statik Selektah, show off, show off
[03:15.78] Their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks, their nigga Reks
[03:19.32] Show off, show off yeah
[03:21.82] Blaze P, Blaze P, Blaze P
[03:24.73] Ya nigga Fame, Ya nigga Fame, nigga Fame
[03:31.58] To the homies ride with me, look for my shit soon yeah
[03:37.03]