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these bands on put my fam on
Aye you know what it is
MADHouse with the hits
Act out you get hit
Trapped out, make them flip
Packs out for the lift
Blue

bitch say she want sex but in the back like she an extra
Uh uh yuh
It's like the matrix how he pick the red or blue pill
That's just how he finds a new

fucking Tunechi
Heard it in Yung blue voice he was gone big before he got with little Boosie
Stepping on toes to get my spot & I ain't saying excuse me
Come

the hill
Then the silence shakes

As the glass breaks
From the impact
Then the air bag
Expands and slaps
My face without any grace
The car raises high

What do you,
when the devil looks right in your eyes?
and you find out your entire life is a lie
inside capital hill those cowards were laughing

or swim they pull
Me red and blue like police
GPS I know streets but I
Ain't packin' no heat
Dylly thought I was white before
He got to know me gringo

streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they

all I wanna know

All dem no gah me want
All dem no gah me need
Dem look in the car, so pretty so nice
And walk in in and out the street
All dem no gah

at this street, it's so peaceful at night
while I climb the hill of my fears and personal fights
I feel very tired
but still so happy at the same time

Hill back in ‘98
Do the math, I annihilate
The smell was so foul when I left the scene with around 97 bodies sprayed
96 ways I could've written that line

Latino Pt. 2

Chris Rivers

Human

2015

SoHo when Prince Street had replays
?, I love my heritage
And fuck the race, if you real you my relative
Why so sensitive?
The revolution will be

Before she is misbehaves and she Choke me
Black raves out of blue feed me into a slaughter machine
Bit by bit her sweet speeches like honey
Enough to draw

needed the inside to come together out the blue
It took a whole lot of work to end up, so terribly unfinished, ugly, and yet, so beautiful

I know what

by and lose in tone, keen, unquantized, j dilla'd  
as valvedrum, screw'd, dj'd, trade blue mud in whorl  
gone blue, all gone off in all this infinite

the blues like hill street, or more news than huey lewis
Like boy blue blew all day, enough of these curds and whey
Well this nigga don't play
Do yourself

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

that lowrider
I can't leave a witness (Brr)
Touchdown in Cali' by the Bay
All I see is bridges (Whew, whew)
We ain't even finished

Green on me like I'm

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like

Khalas

R.A.

7 Days

2017

Illuminati
Krept, Tally, deep within the streets, miss him
G, listen, I eat riddims, I'll keep spinning
Sneak dissing, keep digging, I'll Meek Mill him