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Agallah Y Sadat X - The Universal Law Lyrics

[Intro: Agallah and Sadat X]
Woo Hoo!
(Give it to 'em Ag)
What's goin' on wit ya, man?
(Don't know, Ag)
Shagallah the Don
And I got my comrade, the one and only Sadat X
(You [?] know, you know it)
Now, let me just let y'all know what the fuck we doin'
(Oh yea!)
Yo, Yo

[Verse 1: Agallah and Sadat X]
You gotta stay sharper in the darker days
The catalog of Sampson with the Agallays (That's right)
You hand me some lemons, yea, We makin' lemonade
Get me a sample, I'm a chop it just like a renegade (That's hard, Ag)
This is how men are made, I ain't never been afraid
Yea, I'm from the 'ville, where a whole lot of bullеts spray ed (Brownsville!)
I'm like a samurai, stabbin' you with a long bladе
You strong Jay, don't speak to me in a wrong way

My name is up there with the hall of famers
Can't deny the fact alone I been makin' bangers
Analog and digital (digital), I am really dangerous
The highest scale of a bar is where my music ranges
Dopest shit ever made, biggest price ever paid
Construction on the game, the groundworkers gettin' laid (groundworkers)
If I did it out of rage, like for the center stage
I did it all just to hear my fuckin' records plaid
[Hook]
Comin' to y'all, we in the place to be
Agallah is definitely from the NYC
He's the all true and livin', we the G-O-Ds
Original man, the universe is all I see
Protect the queen, teach the babies raise the seeds
Each one, teach one, just follow my lead
This that good food y'all, this is what y'all need

[Verse 2: Sadat X]
Why my name is never on no rap list?
I don't really give a fuck, but then again
It's always some lame nigga critique ya'
Who never could come out on the weekend when it was [?]
My niggas give a fuck about rap
They will line you up and put a hole in your cap

Sometimes I wish I was a dentist
I had a chance to be an electrician's apprentice
But, I don't regret nothin', I wake up with a plan
And the gods taught me I was supreme bein' black man
I'm workin' on my [?] fifteen minutes of fame
I love this rap shit, but I got a different aim
Nigga, I need a pension
Outta 200 MCs, I ain't get a mention?
Whilst mo' rappers is fat, the broads got menopause
Me n' A ain't followin' shit, fuck all these laws in this American land
I can't have two wives, but I can marry a man (Let's talk about it, [?] free)
Every time you see the gods, we be godly
[Hook]
Comin' to y'all, we in the place to be
Agallah & Sadat, we from the NYC
Peace to all true and livin', we the G-O-Ds
Original man, the universe is all I see
Protect the queen, teach the babies raise the seeds
Each one, teach one, just follow my lead
This that good food y'all, this is what y'all need