Muxibosh - Gangster (Original Mix)

Next stop
Rooting through the silence.
No need to wave a gun.
Earning real authority
Before the day is done.
Not a movie
Myth, not a noisy street display
Commanding respect in a discipline way
No fake tough talk.
I don't flex for the street.
Holding absolute control beneath
My own feet.
I don't move sloppy.
Keep
The operation tight.
Guarding every
Boundary in the dark of the night.
Cut off.
Let the border stand tall.
Building
An empire inside a nine wall.
Heart
Stays steady while the rope once fall
Standing as the boss that governs over all.
If they ask, I recommend without a
Word or a scream.
Tell them stole discipline.
Use the whole scene.
Got yeah.
Pulling through the silence.
No
We need a wave gun.
Pressure on the syndicate, but
I'm the solid one.
Voices
Make threats when they lack true way.
I
Just keep my counsel.
I control my own fate.
Alone at the top, locked inside
The frame.
Mastering domain, elevating
My own name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
No broken authority from
Beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud.
I just keeping every corner perfectly.
Distance from distraction
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the standard yet.
The birth was near.
No
Rush motion.
No time to delay.
Every
Move deliberate as
I pick my own way.
If
They ask why the crown never slips from
My head.
Tell them crooked the territory
L gangsty
Rolling through the solid snow.
Need a
Rag gun.
Fetching out a cold that can
Never be undone.
Sparks in the bucket
They illuminate the road.
Carrying the weight of a heavy secret load.
Stillness
At the table while the chaos clears out
Guarding every boundary for your fear
Fear and doubt.
No fake steps.
Striking
True to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony and fortitude alive.
I don't
Move loud.
I just hold to the floor.
I
Lock in every single opportunity to do
Grounded in the rhythm.
Elevated in space.
Leaving an indelible mark in this place.
They ask how
I want to seem to get through.
Tell a master on myself was
The only code
I knew.
Ganga heat.
Heat
Next stop
Booting through the silence.
No one need
To wave a gun.
Earning reality before
The day is done.
Not a movie myth, not a
Nosy street display.
Commanding respect
In the discipline play.
No fake tough talk.
I don't flex for the street
Holding absolute control beneath my own feet.
I don't move sloppy.
Keep the operation tight.
Guarding every boundary
In the dark of the night.
Cut off rebellion.
Let the order stand tall
Building an empire inside a wall.
Heart
Stays steady while the rope once fall
Standing as the boss deck governs over all.
If they ask, I recommend without a
Word or a scream.
Telescope with discipline rules the whole scene.
Gangar
Gang gang.
Kiss me yeah.
Rolling through the silence.
No
Need to wear a gun.
Pressure on the send
To keep on the solid one.
Voice make
Threats when they lack true weight.
I
Just keep my counsel.
I control my own fate.
Alone at the top.
Locked inside
The frame.
Mastering domain.
Elevated my
Own name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
No broken authority from
Beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud.
I just issues aside.
Keeping every
Corner perfectly alive.
Distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear
Focused on the standard.
The breath was near.
No rush push.
No time to delay
Every move to liberate as
I play my own way.
If they ask why the crown never
Slips from my head.
Tell them quick
Keep the territory ganga heat.
Heat.
N
Rolling through the solid snow.
Neither
Of the code that can never be undone
Sparks in the bucket, they illuminate
The road.
Carrying the weight of a heavy
Sacred load.
Stillness at the table
While the chaos clears out.
Guarding
Every boundary for your fear, fear, and doubt.
No fake steps, drinking truth to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony of fortitude alive.
I don't move loud, I
Just hold to the floor.
I lock in every
Single opportunity to go.
Grounded in the rhythm, elevated in space, leaving
Marked in this place.
They ask how i
Want to see through.
Tell a master of myself was the only code
I knew gangster.
Heat.
Heat