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Chris Era


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So what do you call yourself
Como se llama
Antonio Montana
What I did for you guys in Freedom Town huh what was that
You die motherfucker
What you think I could fucking run like you huh

See I'm just tryna find a way to your chest
Bumping 2Pac and Biggie while my mind on the breasts
So much shit up on my mind I gently jot it down
So I can collect my bags 'fore I get my toe tag
Haha yeah I see you
Pulling on my strings more and more I guarantee you
Imma pull you from where my leash is, it's tedious
But ain't worth more than your greediness, I stay obedient
To all you motherfuckers that just try to buy and sell 'em
You always wearing denim but your body full of venom
Keep on rolling shit down with me
Uptown to Venice, cooking tracks the chemist
Mixing salt and pepper while your mind is full of Mentos
Always snorting coke, that's why your pockets stay broke
Broker than my bank account where my stocks reach
Always on the hub man that's what your socks teach
Kicking down the door, bringing in the fourth chord
I'm twenty points down like I'm in the fourth quarter
You're in the cemetery please name floors the context
Boy this ain't a contest, might as well check your Kahn Test
Don't even try to diss me I'll submit my client text
I'll send it to the press so they collect what I possess

Look what your mind go running
Peace signs I'm going like peace times I'm flowing (Yeah I'm flowing)
So they can taste what I pasted
I'm running round the bases like I'm in the damn matrix (The damn matrix)
Seeing the stars like denim
AirPods in like I'm a sole star tell em
It's like my mind's in another place
Just keep on rolling downtown while I'm in the background (Background)

And now we got it going on
Like I'm flying to Vegas right now just her to put it on
And I flick them like the bird
Just lighting 'em like my gears, wearing Prada I fear, just like the devil you fear
Keep on driving I coast
Red wine always got the toast
Like sticking blondes imma get you, like squirting Heinz imma get you
By broken bonds imma get you, by stealing signs imma get you
Pac used to tell me stories in the Mickey Dees parking lot
These McChickens heard more stories than Marvin Scott
Imma get 'em high like my bands up, high
Just like your tablespoon, hot
Like you pray to moose, nah
I keep on going in, mourning in, damn I'm in this store again
Tryna find some snacks cause my neighbors in their yard again
Getting munchies with the Dodgers, damn they scored again
Smoking weed guess you call 'em a backyardigan
And now you're sitting front row seats
To my show sold out while the haters in the nosebleeds
Coming out on stage shinning like a pearl
I never thought that my words can bring together the world (For The World

Look what your mind all nothing
Peace times I'm going like peace times I'm showing (Yeah I'm showing)
So they can taste what I laced it
You're running round the cases, while your fingers got traces (Fingers got traces)
Seeing the bars like venom
Their jobs in like you're a pole star tell 'em (Star tell 'em)
It's like my mind's in another place
Just keep on rolling downtown while I'm in the background

What you know, what you talking bout
I only write what I see so what you coughing bout
Just stick shit, deal with the pain
Realize my own ways I just ain't the same
What am I supposed to do if you got Hip-Hop heathens
Tryna bring back the core of this rap shit
But not me they'll just fold it and laugh, shit
You sip lean damn you drippin', cooking tracks the beef flipping
Rolling round with the pain grippin', drop a tab damn you trippin'
Tryna keep my ice on I'm thermal
This is my fucking track now bitch now I'm the fucking colonel
Break you up in little pieces but your brain is fertile
I ain't tryna talk to people who aren't on my fucking level
Whenever I talk shit I always blurt it out I'm fucking verbal
So if you wanna come after me I'm ready
Give me my fucking journal, my circle is fucking immortal
You're never informal, can't miss me I'm always hopping over hurdles
Get out unscaved, capital call it a raid
G-Town is on the map, don't believe me, check it's facts yo

Look what your mind go running
Peace signs I'm going like peace times I'm flowing (Yeah I'm flowing)
So they can taste what I pasted
I'm running round the bases like I'm in the damn matrix (The damn matrix)
Seeing the stars like denim
AirPods in like I'm a sole star tell 'em (Star tell 'em
It's like my mind's in another place
Just keep on rolling downtown while I'm in the background

You wouldn't listen, right you stupid f*ck
Look at you now
You gon' take me
Give me a fucking army if you're gonna take me
What do you see with your mind's eyes

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