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We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my
Anytime I wanna see Cisco, you know what I mean
I got a lot of pictures, but man, that's home
That was a bro, that's home
So just certain shit, yo
age of rap was when I was born, that's kinda crazy
Aiyyo, they say they want the real back, real rap
That huddle 'round a corner and spark a cypher
where I go to plot
On how imma make it in this game where
It seems so crazy
I hope that, that shit dont take me
So imma keep on going on my own
Steady all
Mask worn by the miserable
Fuck the world I'm untouchable
My birth was Gods fumble
Going hard until my body crumbles
My whole life my goal was to flip
was a swift child
You know I was born crazy but loyal
Smoother than butter but slick like baby oil
E L I J A H M A double R O W
That's my name how many
so
Many faces
Man that Sht crazy these bitches be Waitn huh
And these niggas be plotting
Watching ya plate trynna see when To rob ya
Run up on me
the hustle alone, fool, don't procastanate
Cause I'm a get mine, and that's the way I was taught
Fool, now what you thought
That I was born and raised in
crazy crap. I See on the news that some dude was in the car and drove over a bridge And had a Copy of minecraft in the back and also Minicraft
Come
three bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on
'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me the way to beat the
Game is on the defense and
Never fazed by names that
was having fun, why the hell y'all had to run
Follow the rule's until the games done, Dr. Gordon the one who really won
Kramer left 'em with a tongue,
“Crazy Time”
Written and Performed By: LexC
(Intro)
Rain drops fall against my head as I
Lay myself down to sleep on the pillow, and
Listen
need again
I can murk any beating beat like a speeding train
On the track I be serving you heat and everything
Fair game
Hurricane when I blow by
That
to wanna play like Randall and be an Eagle
I used to play the quarterback, my dog would go receiver
That was 'til the ball got flat by a dope needle
Hold this shit down, blood
You understand me?
Cash Money, Rich Gang wave, nigga
Yeah crazy, yeah, hustler, thats me
Muscle, what you think?
Pussy, play
short on the pesos
That's how the game goes
Though the concrete grew a black rose
Seven years old plateaued
Back from the dead followed by black crows
me a sign, god damn I'm praying
Not cut out for detective games
Why, can't you pull me out pathetic state
Feelings built up day by day
I can't take it,
ain't got a mind
I'm just gettin' mine
But don't step here
Because it's unbear
That I didn't find
Nympho mo' top
Like a mohawk
I remember when
I was so
holding you down/ no games was being ran/ I wasn’t playing around/ the promise that I made/ do you remember that night/ it was a beautiful day/ but by night
made all y'all buster niggas shady
She made everyday in the hood in the hood just gravy
Kept me thinkin' that gang a nigga named Jackers was gonna
but as soon as she mentioned that she a Scorpio I had to kick her right out then I slammed the door
Came into the game and You know I'm here to stay
pregnant
She said that was great sex what a night
She said if I see you with another bitch I’ll cut your dick off
I said you crazy bitch get the fuck
all in my mind
Or were you right here by my side
You are the one
My heart goes crazy
I can't explain
It's just the way that you are (oh yeah
when you think you out preform me
Man your flow bores me
Damn I know this game was made for me
I swore to my friends before that I won’t do this again
I
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