Haunter
A.J.
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If all you see is crooks, best be read for the slaughter This remind of that Crook, Budden, Royce, El proper I speak in tongues The sooth sayer, purveyor over the Ides of March We don't roll tides, we chuck O's with checked clothes In the caravan with checked bags we predisposed This is chess not checkers Cajun fries straight from Rally's Right off Artesia & Downey That's always crawling with federales And fed up pedestrians off the 91 I've come to peace with visage of Drake Off the 91 East Billboard Residence, 92.3 In the heart of Compton Slot should be for K Dot Give a f*ck bout what is hot Give the legend his props Not on your radar am I Cover of Fader, no sir Don't need no pendant when penship sent from Olympus Epitomize what took approximately 7 days 11 minutes to make I'm a God tiering, God sent catastrophe None of y'all are half as great as my half life Thought you was on your grind boy You's a half pike Egotistic, Eagle Tony, but never phony Instead of phoning home, I phone my homies And now we making moves I cut loose when I times two Whatever you drinking They say the fruit is forbidden We drink it when it's fermented The crossroads of jurisdiction, perdition, and lack of vision But still we rise like attention to benjamins newly minted Couldn't think of a better chorus so here you go My apologies I wrote this at 1:24 In the morning, so if tomorrow never comes I pray the Lord forgiveness for the things that I've done Should this be my last track Bleed it on wax Shout out to Smyth cause he made the beat like Scooby Snacks And I've been feral, the youngest pharaoh since Tut Miss Cleo listed out the Marks So my city should know what's up Great googly moogly Truthfully been killing these niggas so ruthlessly That they think it's easy, but it's big Fugetaboutit I'm tryna eat nan with Nas in '95 Fore I ever existed, the Land Before Time Boujee bum bitches tryna squeeze up in the picture For some cognac, zodiac Bitch I'm a scorpio You cannot have none of those Stand outside of Figeroa For some J's at the pop up And this ain't no putlock but I brought my A game I'm off to Zion to lead my brothers like Orion No stars on my belt but my homie keep the peace in west with the Smith like an Icon But, that's just hereditary Our lives are temporary Check the news Turned 22 with a 3 year window 3/5's of a man, 1 of 3 in jail, Mazda 3 in park So if I get smoked through the glass of my newest car Hope my lines were dope enough No fentanyl but we in the cut like Couldn't think of a better chorus so here you go My apologies I wrote this at 1:24 In the morning, so if tomorrow never comes Pray the Lord forgiveness for the things that I've done Should this be my last track Bleed it on wax Shout out to Smyth cause he made the beat like Scooby Snacks And I've been feral, the youngest pharaoh since Tut Miss Cleo listed out the Marks So my city should know what's up
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