Lyrics:
thoughts seepin into your brain like cooked rocks
It's like a thick I have on a nigga mind is ??? yall
Sort of like ???????? of thugs
To break off from
The only four to be servin' time
Butler boys, that's a bigger crime
We gave ours to the rallies, funerals, black Denalis
Can't let a day go by
He saw,
the blocked locked down
Pullin' levers out for treasures
Like black ceaser with the ledges
Crack conisour, ghetto godfather
G smoked Benson off his
a second)
Sometimes I hate being in love wit' a thug (raise your hand if you feel me)
I'm always staying up late, wondering if your coming home ok
I know
mama raise the ceilin'
It was a quiet evening
Look around intentions pure
We reconciled for a while yeah that bridge was burnt
Messing up all the words
Bro, let's change the subject
I cringe when there ain't no Substance
I gave up a million summers
I stayed up, waited for others
Now I just simply hit
dank till I D-IE
I rep that team I'm rapping in
Until bills fill the tub that I'm basking in
Until I'm massive like the
Ass of a Kardashian
Crack up
armed with that bullshit
Brought up off that bullshit
That Chuck D, that Ice Cube
That hard shit, that nigga so soft
He starting to get retarded
EX
hustlin and pedalin
Whoever you are, I know your type by far
Have some respect and keep that act up to par
The rules of my game for your protection
the world's gone nuts
So I drop rhymes longer than lines at Starbucks
Now Jesus is trendy kind of like Von Dutch
But that's more messed up than Donald
the battle-cry
Of the Roman empire
See the far-off shadows, they dress in steely armour
And raise their noble foreheads that gone grey
Great traian and great
a job so why do you want a raise
Why you want to act tough why can't you
Play this whole fame
Thing just comes one of these days
When it comes
One, two, three, four
Somewhere downtown a pretty girl kneels
Offers her soft lips and a handful of pills
Peels off her dress and then the rest
hands up
Ramona Quimby
I travel round the world
Meet lotsa people like I’m Ribsy
Ridden on a city bus
In every major city
Steppin off the megabus
They
I'm at the top of my game
Reign supreme
Dial me up
My name rings
I slay
Motivated to make it
Intense drive and patience
No substitute or replacement
of town yuppie starts mouthin' off
And you wind up in a tight spot in the back parking lot
I'll be right there by your side
And I'll carry you home
to hug you niggas
Cause it's the love my nigga
It's the love...
[Benzino]:
I wake up every mornin nigga get up
I grab my tech just in case I gotta tear up
the answer?
Well, nobody knows
But I'm gonna raise up
And take on the throne
Chasing dreams, breaking free
Face it time and again
We break to build-up
gonna need a million gigabytes minimal
Niggas want to rap they gettin in it for dough
but start hangin up when they cell minutes are low
I'm toed back off
mine for the night don't own her
but Own her
Loved by the hood and dudes with comb ovas
No relationships are good I stayin sober
See then adjust and I
That way
Late night I be thinkin
Linking thoughts
Like linkin logs
Intertwined
No toggle off
My switch is always on
Sayin fuck the world with no condom
the Champaign and da ice
And if you come in muh room, your comin' to fuck
Take your drawz off and shut up till I bust me a nut
From the East Coast to the West,
One, fives, and tens
No high denominations, won't fly by the Feds
Still I got the flow safe
With mo' Benjy's than the sugar in yo' cupcake ass, so
tell
down and take man's profit
Fourteen man stuffed in a van
But he got stopped by the armoured gang
(Pull up) trident's really onto my batch
Telling my mum
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