Mammoth
Chester Watson, Breeze Pachino
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Fucking mammoth, the crew is steady jamming Repping agnostic buddhist Chucking claiming Janice Prancing all over beats just like your Boy was still a dancer Sipping poison is the answer Gorgeous oysters in the sea We get em faded like we faded Then they open for the team Comme always whip the caddie Never chauffeur to the beach or for a beach My niggas get it like we Hoarders of the cheese And the rats are in the pack These in the coys that's in the streams We them bonzai cats kill 'em on sight Team full of bronze eyes trapped In a small light Looking like a Prong-sized frat Cause we all fly get it how you live it but You living like some small fry Different color bitches and they wish I f*ck em all night Knowing I ain't with it I just hit it then I call Mike I'm a black magician, ask It's a small prize From the figment, im'ma bridge it It's as vivid as the archives Way the flow is switching Leave em cross-eyed I'm back to back with all my issues Either cackling or in dispute Where the action? Shooting missles At my past, hope it blows up Making beats Always know it's gas when we rolling Chief and pass that's the notion Hitting ass near the ocean like Niggas ain't know we mega Class and we Kosher Write, blast, it get doper Rip wax with the vultures Chilling like some villains and We practice the culture And no jewelry, that's no exaggeration See I barely be sporting the Ring I copped from graduation But that's just me being prophetic again With the mind too philosophical Scoff and lecture at women Apostle of the riddles He's a living sarcophagus Veteran of the opposite, within leather Swing hockey sticks Sketching a better picture of yester And probably frolic with Hannah Montana cause she's as hot As a leaky sauna vent It's a mystery, gold chain, watch Live in misery Zombies of the night, 10 K, that was history Leaves these critics slippery This chivalry a victory Writing fighting history, my enemies They into me cause he hotter than the sun Guess my heart was born cold So it's nothing that out done If this kid'll get killed Bitch who living by the gun? She just rather buy pills and Maybe have a little fun Dark, corrupted little mind Catch me in my prime Like I'm Kobe throwing rolling dimes Hit up on the keys Spitting rhyme, committing crime She ain't thinking wine and dine Cause all the time we 69 but it's fine I guess you talking my language Nu Age Syndicate, worldwide we dangerous ? got that heat The sprayer really got no patience Leave you nameless Not a word, talking stalking like we famous But I'm with it if you with it Whipping, flipping in the kitchen From Colombia so I get it Man this life is so addicting Choosing shooting with no pity Always gotta rep the city even Though it's fucking filthy Raised in the bay not really time to play We just blow a pound of haze and Write some scriptures for the way She be drinking with no chaser And I'm just trying to change my ways My mind tripping, I'm slipping It's like I'm living in debate
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Written by: Isaac Rucker, Ivan Sang, Tasker Goldston, Ty Douglas
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