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The Warm Up
by Black Reign
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Out the gate the black dragon returns
Six shots ring in sync feel the burns
Men can't speak from caskets or in urns
If u don't know bout that u gonna learn
Raised in cage from a young age I'm craz
My mind is like a maze i can't get through for days
A world of jail bars and cars and bullet scars
Reign ah start wars with the bloodline of czars
My flaws are automatic weapons with cooling systems
Cognac straight to the face and cruel intentions
8th ave made me but edgecomb they raised me.
Brought up in the 80's my classmates were crack babies
Staircases court cases and shell casings
Learn from vets proper aim and bullet placement
stayed silent no statements at arraignments
Grand jury's ain't got shit for they indictments
Roll solo no photos with u doto
Birds u heard throw hooks like I was Coto
My main objective get money and stay humble
Without loyalty all kingdoms will soon crumble
My next season new apostle my arrival
Im heaven sent my evidence is my survival
A brutal young lord I'm trained to go the 12 wit u
Or stand back to back and go to hell wit u
I don't give a fuck if it's boom bap or trap!
Ima just spit these facts on every track!
My light shining melinated and heavyweighted
Intuned with the pharaohs so my mind is slightly levitated
The streets is watching and the Feds be taking notes
Niggaz thought I was dead so I hope out the ghost ?
I leveled up switched lanes up and came up!!
My hole team formed up nigga this just the warm up!!!
(My hole team formed up nigga this just the warm up)
Out the gate the black dragon returns
Six shots ring in sync feel the burns
Men can't speak from caskets or in urns
If u don't know bout that u gonna learn
Raised in cage from a young age I'm craz
My mind is like a maze i can't get through for days
A world of jail bars and cars and bullet scars
Reign ah start wars with the bloodline of czars
My flaws are automatic weapons with cooling systems
Cognac straight to the face and cruel intentions
8th ave made me but edgecomb they raised me.
Brought up in the 80's my classmates were crack babies
Staircases court cases and shell casings
Learn from vets proper aim and bullet placement
stayed silent no statements at arraignments
Grand jury's ain't got shit for they indictments
Roll solo no photos with u doto
Birds u heard throw hooks like I was Coto
My main objective get money and stay humble
Without loyalty all kingdoms will soon crumble
My next season new apostle my arrival
Im heaven sent my evidence is my survival
A brutal young lord I'm trained to go the 12 wit u
Or stand back to back and go to hell wit u
I don't give a fuck if it's boom bap or trap!
Ima just spit these facts on every track!
My light shining melinated and heavyweighted
Intuned with the pharaohs so my mind is slightly levitated
The streets is watching and the Feds be taking notes
Niggaz thought I was dead so I hope out the ghost ?
I leveled up switched lanes up and came up!!
My hole team formed up nigga this just the warm up!!!
(My hole team formed up nigga this just the warm up)
