Lyrics
(Concentration)
Welcome to FLAVAZ
Enough about the hopes
And dreams this shit about that paper
I'm bout to buss that water like a
N***a went in labor
The walking holy temple dawg
You might just need a savior
These shordies shooting poles
They aint riding no fucking razors
Its death tolls that count souls
Keep track of all the traitors
They tote poles that make holes
That blow the size of craters
Don't be talking bout the
The raq' if you ain't never seen equator
Shordies rob you with them straps
You better look out for your neighbor
Im over east dont pitty no fools
Mr. Plain White Tee's
Promoting no school
I mean its safe to say the
Villains made from
Concentration USA
The microwaved and minute maid
Pop rap controlling all a phase I
See I recognize how this rap image
May be nice but
These n****s ain't never
Been back to their hoods
Or touched it twice
Then they hop up on these youtubes
Fried and lie about their life
I can't help but feel entitled dawg
To give these souls a slice
Walkin livin christ
This really How I was made up shordy
Look what I made up out myself
Out mama basement shordy
Just Gimme 5 years dawg naw fuck that
Ima be there shortly
Come get a toke of these
It hit like the blow
Welcome to FLAVAZ n***a
Yeah, yeah
Welcome to FLAVAZ n***a
Yeah, yeah
Welcome to FLAVAZ n***a
Yeah, yeah
Welcome to FLAVAZ n***a