Lyrics:
like this tho
I don't know it
I just want to flick my wrist tho
Ima hold it
Down with a little twist tho
This a mix hoe
Do it with a twist bro
Flowing
over there
you ready
I said one two three four
In slow
now hear I go
As I
Flow
Crowd goes up and down like a yo-yo
Hail the master the ruler over all
Me
on the nightstand
Yeah this shit what I do to get by man
I'm on Ableton to make this shit
Send a shit mix but I got the bandages
I'm on my green like I hit
is like hangin' yourself at a.....
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
Sometimes I'm walking by myself, talking to myself
Sometimes I'm talking to myself, talking to myself, yea
Everybody's trapped in dreamland
Dark
shaking the Earth's surface
It's LI's triple 6 master wordsmiths the Neighborhood's Finest
Back again with another superb mix
The missions never over for
on the name, another nigga came at me with attitude, how'd he do now
He couldn't step to the game, so now I had to be the good guy, try not to be the bad guy
'm dead and gone
And how tragic is that, they'll see my greatness only after the fact
I only rap to attack, and you the master of wack
Roulette table, throw
The minister, sinister
(I ain't no devil)
Ten snakes circle and scoundrel Sam level
This track to smack, the smile off a doubter
The brother's, another M.C.
The minister, sinister
(I ain't no devil)
Ten snakes circle and scoundrel Sam level
This track to smack, the smile off a doubter
The brother's, another M.C.
understand
Know what? Im makin moves
Puttin cash behind plans
To blow up, will he style like this
Everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray
Stay in the mix
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggas with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under
the zone
When I drink, mix the clear with the brown
They say, Chino, he crazy he wild
And I know they want me to calm down
I been walking on tracks tryna
I don't know what i'm gonna be...
But i'm close...
I can feel it...
I sit in my car and reminisce on innocence
How i get this far ?
By figuring out
I got that D'ussé in my cup
Fuck all the drama, I stay low
She still do what I say so
And I'm master chief no halo
Pretty boy swag young Draco
Every time I breathe on the track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it?
'Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
Every time I breathe on the track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it?
'Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
I cut the beat, the best things come in three
I master locks and my dick is the key
I just want honey but who do you be
Marni on Marni on Marni
know it's true
I'm the mack and the (?) from the big Oak Town
Laying track by track that vicious sound
All you sucker MC's hating my face
Even though
on the track
So we all got together, and thought of a freestyle
Gather round the stage, and come see how
Pros go for what they know and get paid for it
And I
to master the craft
I'm back on my bullshit
From Kemnath to Brooklyn
Track me, follow my footprint
Whether it's the Rockies
Desert sands of the Mojave
No
palms huh, Never do me wrong nah
We gon have that Asian kinda love
Love me long, nia long
Go 'head and ring the alarm, I'm Boston strong
More a mix
like you got it all
And you ain't got shit but a image to uphold
You niggas can't, do it like me
Mix that Baccarat with the Creed
Something bout me
will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you don't you might find your face in
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