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conscious, tryna’ walk on water
Feel the earth on me
You hatin’, I’ll be somewhere slayin’ bitches by their face on me
Catch a fade, Kobe, with an eighth
me

You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me

Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
me

You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me

Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
Timberland the boot
Kush is by prescription, prolific in the kitchen
People on my dick because I'm vicious with the diction
House shoes and some khakis
get wit me, you steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy, no time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me, beats and bullets pass me

None
brother's starving, hungry, and sick
Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit
So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead
Got no
brain
But I still get brain, no hands no teeth
Nowadays, niggas are killas on the beat
But where I was raised all of the killas was down the street
appear
And the truth can be hard to swallow, depending the size of the pill
And by the looks it's about the time that you had your prescription filled
Catchin that beat like ray fossey, oakland
Cashin them checks up at the chemical

[ced gee]
We might cash em in oakland, san francisco whatever
Pick up
To hear real ill beats combinated with rhymes
Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P
That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P
The promoter of the flyness, witness
bumps, tryin to rap on beat
I cut your fog lamp down like meat, cut, by the pound
Heather B, step to me, with your thin sound
Twist your knobs, your
To hear real ill beats combinated with rhymes
Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P
That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P
The promoter of the flyness, witness
surgery

[Chorus x 2]
On tight beats we lurk, to drive you berserk
Leaving suckers shook, what a skirt
Companies perfected how to jerk
Crews come
touched
Excited by the drama we like when it show up
The fighting don't slow up I light you like close ups

And I call you my Calamity Jane you like my
Why you wanna step to me my see-I-S
Brothers don't play you got a lot to say when you with your boys on the other side of town
I catch you 1-on1
We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
Top cat chat,
dope sacks
Now I'm in the bathroom finding my nose in the Pereaubian packs

My brothers on his feet, plus he fronted me an O-Z
Stuck his ass up, popped
Madlib the beat conductor with the beat to take you under  

I'm gonna "Break dat party  rip dat party" 



[All together] 

It's Lootpack, Declaime,
thought I was a criminal
Use my lyrics deadly, just like a chemical
It's essential to my path, it's my limit
But I go overboard by the time that I finish
[Chorus] 
Can't you see my love even though we be with thugs 
Brothers want grub gotta take it in blood 
Because is you down or are you down just because
collabora-tion

[Chorus:]

Can't you see my love even though we be with thugs
Brothers want grub gotta take it in blood
Because is you down or are you down just
and listen, total package, yes a true master
Produce rhymes, slang hits faster
The master of the game, solo artist by name
Paint the masterpiece that lies