Lyrics:
Or a schooling from the Legends in the art of hip life?
Cut the politics of shame, earn the stripes of the name
Is your Rhyming brain worthy of acclaim?
So you
to the drugs now they dying off the planet
Modern day rapture homie Euphemistic yeah he rap faster
Then a supersonic train or a bullet through a brain that
way, living day by day
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs
Five-O with them K-9's
Manhunt when it's game time
They was robbing the ice
favourite sight
Prance and flutter stride down that green escalator, yeah
When I'm getting off the train
And my love is on my brain
Every day and every
To accept you're broken boi
But you're growing
Day by day
Whether you like it or not
You can be flowing
I'm not even joking
See that cup you're holding?
Pour
cooker bard
On the big green egg minimax for summer
If you ask how it's going get ready for a bummer
One day they'll make the hearse that goes in reverse
to you
Oh sweet Clementine
I always knew, the day that I laid eyes to you'd
Assume the role of muse me, haunt all of my fever dreams
And I'll remain
grant her every wish like a genie
My money be long and green like zucchini
She want all of me said she need me
My money grow tall as trees, go green
I'm
and green leaves
Then watch them grow up into beautiful trees
So please
Use your brain
It's the source of innovation
Exactly why you always hear me saying
Use
[Killah Priest]
The mind Heavy Mental Jesus Christ is Heavy Mental
Everything brings in Heavy Mental day the day you will experience
heart is dropping Im
Never stopping till I lay in my grave
We living that fast life we got to take it day by day
We living that cash life we always out
Red, black, and green, you know what I mean?
Like the devil did all this shit
This is judgment day
Jesus Christ is black
This is judgment day
blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his
streets
Heat overwhelmed space around me
Then I heard rounds g
Caught in crossfire
Last I heard was Party Sway
Caught by a stray
Walking in Zion from day
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
need.
How much green's in my throat? Less than it seems.
Have I snuffed the snow? Hell no, hell no.
Have I taken magic caps? Maybe one day.
cny acronym
find the deliverer of a rhyme
the intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision
Surrounded by a three-sided figure, containing the brain
And working harder by the day
The squad and I are scoring points
Yeah were out here making plays
Ask me what I'll do today
Im rolling up some grams of haze
game
These heavy shackles, they keep me restrained
I don’t wanna play these insane games in this insane asylum
Till I am fucked in the brain and I claim
want my spirit resurrected
Evil forces have injected absinthe into my brain
How else can I explain
All the psychedelic pain
That made my heart
Wave
Get it by night all cost
Smokin' on weed 'til I cough
Smokin' on weed 'til I'm nauseous
And I got a shorty on call
Grind all day stay working
days
But back then, we made them behave
By putting G's on their head like Green Bay
Somebody take them out, no delay
Stay sharp and the game ain't no
making moves stacking paper cause I'm handelin' ya, I'm on my grind.
Check it out baby.
I got money on my mind, big frank on my brain,
Intoxicated by
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
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