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It is what it is
It is what it ain't
I ain't got time to waste
Write it down on toilet papes
You can't erase
All the bullshit stains
Rearrange yo membrane
Gotta sustain
To kill the pain
Sparkin' darts
In the parking lots
With a couple broads
But it ain't the same
Damn
I know it's been taking a minute
To gather your senses
Crying in Benz's
You know she pretending
Who be the poisest
Bringing the noise in?
Flamingo Boyz is!
Top of the morning
Already on it
Which way we going?
Leave it up to me
I'd sell the game for free
Wear the seven on my chest
Got it tatted on my sleeve
Holding it down for the S.F.V
Panorama Hills
That's two cities
Do your research
See first
Then play your part
Better rehearse
No preachers
Only teachers
Put you in the corner with that weak verse
Or the black hearse
You Limpin' the biscuit
No Fred Durst
Ain't willing to risk it
What's that worth?
Running through mothafuckas like high chew
Plastic wrappers
You either invest trash or stash it
That shit is worthless in caskets
Like keeping a nine beneath the mattress
Corner pocketing the shots
In order to keep the game on lock
7Dayz 7Wayz doesn't stop
A Bad Man & The Siete
Everything that we touch
Turns caliente
Can't you tell by the way
She started sweatin
I kill 'em with said style
If the visions impaired
It's just red-eyed
We pass the laser like a Jedi
Your visions tell lies
Television skies reign
Lack of aesthetic or any kind of etiquette
We cultivate intelligence
Counter culture agents could never
Smell the funk fragrance
Zombie hospital patients
All up on the stages
I'm up there like Vincent Vega
Never even ask for a pay cut
A true freestyle
Hand led by liberation
Beats handmade & crafted
Without lack of education
No squares in the circle
Compared to what I'm standing on
You like like Urkle
Sometimes it irks 'em
While I'm just lookin' for the better version
Hacked the main frame
Fucked with the circuits
This what it sound like
When the underground reach the surface