Letras
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Of course, like no mail; watch it, keep my eyes peeled, reveal
Watch if five connection is too real
Word is bond positive and negative
Black executives like "Hey", just find words for sedatives
Ill never fishy
I never understood the ugly ones with the jewels or the yarmulke
Don't get clapped through the monitors
"But what's in store?" she said "BJ"
"Yeah, just for all of us"
Industry chicks get crazy for a little tip
Hennessy and wine glass lying say they only took a little sip
Ya'll look cute but a nigga just a crazy one
Life and whisky, take it with a grain of salt
Cats like us, stay miscellaneous don't forget watch it
Protect your neck stop it before you get stomped in
We light it up, keep it ultraviolet
Consider the key that's defying us, nigga
Everything was good until reality struck
Never thought reality could cut me deep like a fatality could
A fake salary like we ain't eatin' that green
Mama, my dream: be king, and I'ma be honored
But I'm beyond it, not bein' a sapien, I'ma supreme being when I be rhymin'
Outshinin' the Muhammads and the 'Bamas 'cause I'm a Brooklyn bomber
Bringin' the drama, start tunin' your timers
No Hakuna Matata, wake up that goon or your medulla oblongata
Stop thinkin' what your tinkin' with
Hold ya bladder, save the blabber
Roll a J with some grabber, take a plane to Allah with the shit that I'm supplyin'
Or put you on the road to Zion, no lyin'
Yo' flow tirin', I'm a flow tyrant
The best with the grip to your neck no violence
The best with the grip to your neck no violence
Live from the underground, peep the style
Wild motherfucker, golden smile
Tryna stay level headed, hold shit down
Walk around, no crown, champion bound
Flatbush raised me, the drug game paid me
Yo' bitch I'm blazin', and smokin' in the same speak
Bust up in her mouth piece, nigga, there no seeds
Steady tokin' green, walkin' with a lean
Life ain't, life ain't always what it seems
Never gave a fuck, good at gettin' out my dreams
Beast Coast, we been here, permanent ink flow
Got the choppers, pop yo' partners, fill 'em up like empanadas
Young man, any given day could be yo' last
Elevate yo' mind, intertwine visions from the sky
We heaven sent, Zombies, motherfucker, for president
Your wack-ass music, little nigga irrelevant
Hash oil and joints
My ball pen on point
You clown niggas is doinks
See we don't fuck with police, nah, we don't fuck with the oink
"Swank" what my niggas say
"Krill" what my niggas say
"Click-clack, blaow, grip steel" what my niggas say
Sometimes I wanna ball up and die or disintegrate
Sometimes I wanna reach for the sky or levitate, elevate
Success in my spliff, shit, you might wanna take a hit of this
At least get some contact, nigga, take a whiff of this
These rap bitches sensitive like my bitch's clitoris
Vivid like Tarantino, cinemas with synonyms
You ever met God? Well shit, nigga, I feel like him
Shrooms and some helium, dancin' on the ceilin'
High pitchin', I'm Dock Ellis
I'm in dirty white denim, Polo my sweater
You are not that better, your shit not venom
I spit hot peppers, bitch
I really think I'm high up on the brim
Knowledge infinite, tell your friend send it, I will dial in
String shorty's violin
That means I'm a player for a sucker not a goddess
God's got my back, but the Devil's got my eyelids
Step up to the throne, still high off the hot shit
Never got the pass but I pass for a pastor
Free form thinker move crowds with my chapters
Not a funny actor, I'm backwards
I orchestrate through the pass like Mashburn
Heat for the Knicks, end of the spliff
Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch
Since a younger man, in my younger days I was dazed
By the days, I didn't do what I say
Now I'm determined to reign, fuck bitches and fame
I'd rather remain payed
Rich in the mind nigga keep your change
Rich in the mind nigga keep your change
Yo, fellow niggas' mind wounded, a rhyme student
Ignorant, grew up in it but fine to it
Moms knew it, Dad wasn't around for it
A bomb to it, my voice is just like the sound of it
Niggas ducking I'm looking over they noggin
You will never be the hottest you nothing more than a Robin
False information, lost and I'm wasted
This should be the time that you niggas should get it poppin'
Told 'em I was in here, I ain't never been here
Fuck it, I'm a put this knowledge to his bucket
Hating on me, tuck it
You a LeToya Luckett, you a sucker in disguise I can see it in your structure
OGs, give me game and it's on me
Smoke weed, meditate and be on key
Never no beginner I'm finishing every sentence
We the reason these new niggas is looking vintage
Making my entrance, clear the path
Niggas better get it right or I'm a have this fuck nigga feeling bad
Joey Bad, Kirk Knight, the worst night
You ever seen a Flatbush Zombie in real life?
Walking the dead, off the head in disguise of a educated man's third eye
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