Lucid Dreaming

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Tristan Christopher

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Big deal, I spit Big skills, shit real real, big bills, Homie foes get chills
Big krills, hot wheels, fish scale, X pills, dope meth, Molly, wet, ill ill dollar bill
I got that primo now
Nino Brown, Nemo found
C-Notes round, D notes pound
Team-o down, flee more rounds
Casino bound, keno sound
Seven and Seven, it should be more brown
She so down, she go down
But she go round first, pop it, drop it
Stop it down lying dead like hearse
Dick merked oh Jesus I'm in church, twerk, twerk
Champagne brain, all blur blur, spit'n game, blah blah
Captain save'm, nah nah, ok, ok,
Me too, I've saved a few
Ghetto actor, soul blacker than lacquer
Kickback of the Mac'll frack your back fracture
Looking at ya like the rapture
You played craps, I stayed strapped
I'll Baccarat ya, with the ratchet
End ya chapter, gat ya, Crack ya egg and hatch ya
Fly through ya life backwards
That's good, that's hood, Ghetto bastard
Smack ya pastor for the rap he throwin' at ya
We stay winnin' pennin' the venom
Remberin' the sins of men and the souls of friends that went wit 'em
100% rhythm, made a mint off of linen
Beginnin', fendin' off the lights and the shit within it
The Crown's dented Forever's a minute, heavenly scented, like cinnamon
Enemies rented, synonyms offendin' them
Bendin' the rim of ad infinitum
Prominent men of men
Dominant hymns of Imminence
Lucid Dream'n, putrid when you see me
Vomit want to be me, revolutions ain't on TV
Comet of Wasabi, Tapatio on me
Whole clique fresh, get'n rotten when it's stormy
Lucid Dream'n, putrid when you see me
Vomit want to be me, revolutions ain't on TV
Comet of Wasabi, Tapatio on me
Whole clique fresh, get'n rotten when it's stormy
Cash freak, trash heap, spent tomorrow last week
That's bleak, cat's weak, seen it on his last tweet
Bad streets plaid sneaks, sad beat, blast heat, stay off of that street
Crack reeks, black freaks, stack sweet, re-up in the black Jeep
Lastly, blaspheme, if you ever passing through my cash stream
Flash beam, last thing you see flashing, then I'm blasting
Casting actors for my crash scene
Last scene, bodybag ya, pay ya SAG fee
We take blocks, eight cops, eight shots
Won't stop til they stop, pop rocks in the gray socks, ten bucks
Opportunity knocks jewelry pops, community locked
Impunity stock, soon to be dropped
What could you do to me Ak?
Nada Shocked! Prada socks
Let the dollar drop
Holla
Stop

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