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on shit, yeah, a nigga get violent

Hittin' yo bitch from the back and I'm breakin' her back
Yeah, yo bitch get the Shaq attack
First I hit her with ISM

face is attainable
Til the pain switching
Smiles to a strained image
And maintaining still the main business
They out of place with all the fake, isms

when anxiety strikes
Panic stricken, manic-isms, got my own abandoned prison
The body is a temple there's emotional vandalism
Going on, like every time I

(What?)
Longer than your pictures. Longer than your income. (Yeah, Yeah)
I catch a rhythm. I can touch your isms, (Yeah, Yeah)
With this cataclysm running

it's known that I'm never slipping
Choppa neva miss him I'm rich as Ms. london tipton
Hard headed I won't listen so kick it wit all ya isms
Give a fuck

mind to assumptions
I just be mindin my business
I don't got time for the gimmicks
You cannot copy the ism
I'm more than a man with a vision
I'm more

off, shake it off)
Take off before I blast a nigga,
And leave puddles filled with the reddish
color -massacre-ism.
Mad as I'm feelin' unimagined but

Nigga I'm the P, uh Ism to the T, uh
Ice fuck police, uh Give them what you asking for
Never fuck for free, uh Says you got a money phone
It don't ever

Back with the Ism
Volume Tunes, iMak in the rhythm
Bad DJ? You betta get Riddim
You risking shifting back to a schism
Invisible Diamonds (Huh?)
Tetra

dimple that you don't like on yo butt, I know you feeling my rhythm the ism I kick it I live it, it's religion I'm licking trying to get my way to your

ism like im Farrakhan
I knock bitches easy all I do is stare and nod
I be rockin all black when im play running
If she aint got no money for me I dont

the team
But probably play double
I be like what ever
And it can be what it is
If you dont rock with me then dont
Cuz i dont want you to pretend
Hoe this ism

Back with the Ism
Volume Tunes, iMak in the rhythm
Bad DJ? You betta get Riddim
You risking shifting back to a schism
Invisible Diamonds (Huh?)
Tetra

her Teddy Ruxpin
She like adjusting it
How she love puffin the ends
And the isms got you open again
Black Moon blastin out the trunk
Baked in the cut

moment since niggas playing NBA Live
Now me and Coley hella Koolie watch the isms collide for real
Mary in motion while we ball and parlay
Baby say she

this cone tell me bout your day
Relive that stress department of p's is where you lay
Isms immaculate you consume it in every way
Controllers on deck

could steal someone’s life 
But a ton of mc’z before me have said the likes 
80 million isms & I’ve told stories 
Crazy cops busting caps & acting like

giggle would you offer me a dollar?

Fresh from out of state and I got bitches out here lining up
Just to find the ism that she need to take her timing

there’s no limit
Swag on a million
That’s a given
I give you life
Call it a prism
Sound like I’m pimpin
Spittin these -isms
So rockin or not
I’m a go get it

La what's rokking
Oh that's classified
Tonight I'm uncle Lroy
Mr nasty time
Young old player
Got his game from the ism
She like the way I talk
I'm from

to me
 
The opposite of humbly running it up until then
 
Vision is crisper, might pop up in Benz
 
Work my ism slicker, slide on her friends
 
My bottom

Carson cook me lumpia
White chick ski trips to Aspen Colorado
I know some 4-corner hustler girls from out Chicago 
Everywhere that I go I bring the ism

your visions be
Never let em tell you what you are or what you isn't 
They gon' try knock you down you gotta hit em with the ism
You rocking with

a prism
No pimpin
I stay with the ism
Buddha  Hindu
Or kemeticism
Quadrilateral pyramid
Fourth dimension
Where I'm living

It ain't no hate
I understand