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E-Dubble · Dubble · Dubble Trubble



Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver winged they fly, they know the call of freedom in their breasts
Soar
Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver winged they fly, they know the call of freedom in their breasts
Soar
the brain infiltrator
Break and fracture a sucka emcee's "structal" delegator
The pen and the pad and the microphone get blessed
With Nest, with ease now
the brain infiltrator
Break and fracture a sucka emcee's "structal" delegator
The pen and the pad and the microphone get blessed

With Nest, with ease now
with a blister each
I'm all pincher, fever-y hoodie on, hoodie off
Sweat thru his E.T. sheets to the worry dolls
Never met a quiet storm that didn't
ache/ In the night
Sai come nulla qua gi dura
When you're blinded by fear/Don't you die/I'll be here
Qual luce e qual nove beltate
When you're lost/In
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
wherever I lay my stat I oughta booby-trap it 
Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics 
To kids, who find a hornet's nest just for
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
drug dealer
Yeow
Take me to the man in the mirror
When you stand and deliver
With your hand on the trigger
I'm an emotional terrorist
I double M-you-N-E
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up

I wanna give
today
But lust it sets in, and crush your chest in
For dust your destined, if drugs are let in
Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best
name 

And he got E-40's briefcase full of game 

So I, set myself back on the Ro's quest 

With the Farrahey brew up in the crow's nest 

He
my blick nigga
Me and Flockaveli, bitch I'm sensin' like I'm belly
They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly
Trained To Go nigga, how I rob
budget Doctor Who special effects 
And that's half-baked, you never get a buck when you act 
E-L dash, P is servin, we smash 
Be a bootleg, and buildin
ROOM
Must be a full moon, here comes a tune
Bullets fly by your head zoom zoom zoom
(A to the K to the 4 to the 7
 Little devils don't go to heaven!
so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes, 
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts, 
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly
champagne, gros calibre, GP
Dans l'tel, mortel, l'hôtel, pépé
Cocaïne, Paris XVI, gueule cramée, grand appart'
100e l'gramme, ça débite, t'es très content