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December Phifth

by Split Dizzy

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Rollin with my squadron to the crib is where we finna slide Beat us or just meet us when we pull up then it's in the sky 12s In the back back bumping when I'm rollin In the culdesac doing doughnuts in the open Energy I just experienced some misery My inner me, is strong I so nt let it get to me Tests are my enemies I got some people that's kin to me Got em locked like penitentiary I know I could've said it differently Forward whats sent to me Send it no text Won't get in heaven with hate on your chest Righteousness known for the plate on my vest Asking for guidance while takin my test I been pacin my breath You been makin it less Mind move so much that i hate when I rest Not of this world well I'm takin the crest Cleaning my sword when I'm tastin the crest Makin a mess Uh This world is a haven that's full of the pagans and liars we walkin w all our demons (walk) I get my strength from going thru battles and fighting temptations like Ike and Tina (fight) He quenching my thirst like it's Aquifina I stay on my toes like a ballerina Preparing for war There's more in store Satan cold blooded I'm packing heaters Cook like a baker while bumpin nita I'm in yo ear like q tip or speaker Runnin so much that i scuffed my sneaker You drink to feel good and I spit my ether I lost my pops I seen a butterfly while kickin rocks Keeping my medicine stuffed in my sock I see his face when my phone be unlocked Learning that time is not ran by a clock Teaching my mom how to shoot w a glock Walk in my house and prepare to get shot It better be family and we don't care if it's not I'll be home soon Ill make a stu in my daddy old room Equipped with a mic and a fridge and some food Cup is all red while spitting my blues Running my house and don't mention my shoes Friends be depressed you don't listen for clues If they give up then you witness to it You can't be surprised if they actually do it Their dropping the hints while they're acting real clueless They start acting different they finally folding So don't waist your chance reach a hand if you blow it It'll eat you alive cuz you'll swear that you know it Because that's yo friend and you think that they'll show it Be behind all the parties and drinking and blowing They cry in the dark but they smile in the open They gettin no love so they poppin it open They think that hard so it's glocks that they totin They mixing up sprite and creating a potion Serving that white and they whippin up lotion Coming from homes and a family broken They feel that's reality until they floatin Rollin with my squadron to the crib is where we finna slide Beat us or just meet us when we pull up then it's in the sky 12s in the back back bumping when I'm rollin In the culdesac doing doughnuts in the open My daddy taught me how to check the oil And to check the milk before it's gettin spoiled Ain't no paper plates then we using foil Rissa gettin braids while the water boil Mixing water with the fabuloso Refrigerator got a bunch of photos Go to to Kroger so we get it for low Get all the bags while they kick in the door Cause im on my biggie Ima dance like diddy When I'm on my grizzy In another city Got my family wit me And my dad love thrifting All our plans are shifting For another gifting It comes down to bidding And my crown is fitting We're endowed with sinning Sittin down switching swisher milds and plenty Sellin sacks strapped riding round w millis Born a goat momma nickname me billy She give me TLC when I'm gettin chili Washed the shoes on the whip so I'm sittin pretty Got my dudes on the bike that be popping wheelies And my brother the plug Ima cop a 50 We're some entrepreneurs come shop just hit me Road runner ill stop and when I'm in yo city Windows pitch black when I'm in the Bentley Split Dizzy the prophet of any century

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D ...Godzilla!

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