Crossed
Mistah Crisp
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I’m making these racks from the packs Too distracted they just check the facts see But I’m too rapid this girl want the nasty Never seen a dude burnt moving past me Wanna hit a lick but you ain’t more crafty than this stick I’m going to be flashing I’m really laughing cause you can’t even be close to matching trips on a flip Run it up pull it out, bitch I’m a drift dog, catching big boss shit you can’t dodge Bull up with .308 wood hit yo face with a big log, you ain’t even hear it clock back Which way do I run crossed like a fraud with a gaze? I leave you traced in chalk, when I’m flowing up a rage, I only know how to raise When you flick your whistle and get caught, then are you pissed off? Wanna pull up with something longer than a pistol? Jumping but you got nothing longer than a missile just to conquer. Man you gotta get something stronger for one that has become a monster I don’t even need to know your honour cause you pull up to a concert and you just wander? To hold on to when you ponder? The day I lay you down it’s gotta be a little bit more sombre You can run astray you can cry betray, I ain’t even halfway I had to drum up like a robber, hunter when I gun it got some hunger Swung it round like a trunk Hold steady at the thumb I don’t care if their expectancy gone shrunk I bet you dumb bunch won’t sum up these bags when I turn into the runner Look from the leg straight head up unwilling on me thrilling fulfilling I’ll take that blunder Really been trying to sin with a crippling addiction to penicillin Made me up a mil then they ask me how I make a really good villain Endowed as a civilian like I could make a rack of the bands from your Children I’ll chase and rake it and call the trade deliverance It makes no indifference but maybe someone would care about your disappearance That’s some tip serious, some of us are insidious but get a name and in the severest fashion Think you fearless, my interests got you painted hideous, so you move and dashing I done move and pass it, gotta get me up some havoc Pull up automatic, like a spastic it shoot off right out the jacket Your girl only want you for the Patek I got static from the ground to the attic Fly off I gotta bomb up in the cabin Keep track of me I call it tabbing I just landed pop out barely standing, but for the fact ain’t nobody ever gonna catch me lacking I can pack up a bag for your homie if he ain’t what he backing Put you out of the body, know your place, the grave Don’t claim you’ll be out here trapping or you know what happens And really you wanna look at me too strange, I call your whole front a firing range Stand, reload, change the clip and do it right again If you lucky you won’t feel the pain Walk out down main and nobody can contain and all you gotta say is “man that’s insane” You think I say we going up for no reason, nah man that’s your claim Down the lane chop a block run it, they don’t know the name I could say the same, you try that or don’t tell me I’m the one to blame Got a grip on it like the reins Too much blood loss you’d think we have some fangs But man they get too close they gon hear this song, yeah the chopper done sang Couldn’t have ever said I was a saint But I can roll it out and the tunes, crews, and these other fools got me in the booth come back like a boomerang You just gotta plant, take and tank another strain Let the grape grade put you in your place But we hit smoke right to the fucking face Then they wonder why I drip out like a lake But my shot pro like FACEIT so I’m ready to be lacing I just got to take my rightful placement Last time I went out I told lengths how I’d meet them back at the top Take that street when I’m going to cross And then mention that’s only what I brought but not all that I got Maybe your memory is foggy but my flame won’t ever be forgot That’s the tendency so I’m prepared mentally to spit up to my enemy too hot I remember you, but still just a blooper You can only look so forward on your future Geared like we some troopers But I wouldn’t be too sure, cause I might stack and laugh call it a twofer Only feel good if you get everyone together and suit up? We walk off the stoop with a cut come back stupid stuffed But I do know that it could never be enough until that shit combust Like a royal flush coming from the dust forcing thrust Still just running, so I say your plan’s too rough Cause when you stunting with these homies up on the rush Better be ready to duck, rabbit’s foot for the luck or It’s going to struck with an end to the flood that I foresee too abrupt
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