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1986
by Shaun Pierce
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Giving nightmares from the tongues
Your city, your hood, your village, and the slums
Ronald Reagan Era on repeat, fuck his cops spilling blood
While showing love to the places the Cia delivered those drugs
Like Inner Memphis, Southern Mud
I know cats whose flow is crack and snow doesn't bluff
Devils den filled with Escobar-level coke
Caught up in the violence & dope
So their dreams ain't ever realized
Ballin', high hopes, with Len Bias results
Ay, Praises to The Most High
I've crossed over most, a White Iverson soul
I'm Poseidon with his Trident and a Leviathan flow
Picture Aristotle's excellence inspired by GOATs
But the flights take patience & it took me years for clearance
Cause Fools Rush In, & I'm lookin way past appearance
Can Parry any shot you take, got Ol' Matthew cheering
Good Lord you're Slumped, wear the Ski Mask in spirit
Messenger from God but never trapped in Mass adherence
That's why i can't take you to church the pastors fear it
Don't ever fuckin' tell me that i lack in Spirit
Or you'll see me mishandlin' two handles of Tito's
Got 'em saying to OGs he's in beast mode
Storming up the gulf like El Nino
Yo what does he know?
Wherever he goes
He's a fuckin' Gamebreaker
Commentary by Bobbito
Volume 2, Son as the Sequel
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Come on
Sabotaged myself when I fell in love with the Hippies
In the fire Snatching everything, the devil's no Gypsy
I could leave with Four Fingers, say the Hell with the Pinky
But I'm leaving here with something, Denzel, you see me
Cause I swear I got some selfish reasons
Oh my God here's another one
Put your hands over your heart like you pledged for allegiance
And let it take a beat for breathing
Ay, cause if the matter is trappin', you gotta prove that you won't repeat it
The way these Bums Fuck up
I should start rapping from the middle of Egypt
So they can feel right at home, yep whenever I'm speaking
I could do this on my own but that woman is peaking
There's imminent danger once the scenery changes
So we're secretive in each & every season
Yeah, we give 'em something to believe in
When the Saints weren't chasin' Franklins
Snow Fell from the ceilings
Woo
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Make room at the top when opportunity knocks
The lessons learned through living at what cost? Ay
Just watch our currencies trigger the subplots, again
Djimon Diamonds in our Blood while they polishing rocks
What the fuck we want 1 shop for? We want blocks
We're underground, we break it down, Archeologist Thoughts
And scorched earth ain't enough, I'm makin' dinosaurs drop
Left with no bones to pick, the only Fossils your Watch
My dogs on the horizon, in the distance there's Cujos
Don't get Weasley with the Bagman, this isn't Ludo
Don't you mention me
When i got one shot to change history
I'll kill the studios with the Shaun Wilkes Booth flow
We channel Leo goin' kamikaze for the afterparties
Wake up in the lobbies thank God we didn't kill nobody
So why these bitches got their Knives Out
Benoit Blanc, someone killed Harlan Thrombley
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Come on
Giving nightmares from the tongues
Your city, your hood, your village, and the slums
Ronald Reagan Era on repeat, fuck his cops spilling blood
While showing love to the places the Cia delivered those drugs
Like Inner Memphis, Southern Mud
I know cats whose flow is crack and snow doesn't bluff
Devils den filled with Escobar-level coke
Caught up in the violence & dope
So their dreams ain't ever realized
Ballin', high hopes, with Len Bias results
Ay, Praises to The Most High
I've crossed over most, a White Iverson soul
I'm Poseidon with his Trident and a Leviathan flow
Picture Aristotle's excellence inspired by GOATs
But the flights take patience & it took me years for clearance
Cause Fools Rush In, & I'm lookin way past appearance
Can Parry any shot you take, got Ol' Matthew cheering
Good Lord you're Slumped, wear the Ski Mask in spirit
Messenger from God but never trapped in Mass adherence
That's why i can't take you to church the pastors fear it
Don't ever fuckin' tell me that i lack in Spirit
Or you'll see me mishandlin' two handles of Tito's
Got 'em saying to OGs he's in beast mode
Storming up the gulf like El Nino
Yo what does he know?
Wherever he goes
He's a fuckin' Gamebreaker
Commentary by Bobbito
Volume 2, Son as the Sequel
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Come on
Sabotaged myself when I fell in love with the Hippies
In the fire Snatching everything, the devil's no Gypsy
I could leave with Four Fingers, say the Hell with the Pinky
But I'm leaving here with something, Denzel, you see me
Cause I swear I got some selfish reasons
Oh my God here's another one
Put your hands over your heart like you pledged for allegiance
And let it take a beat for breathing
Ay, cause if the matter is trappin', you gotta prove that you won't repeat it
The way these Bums Fuck up
I should start rapping from the middle of Egypt
So they can feel right at home, yep whenever I'm speaking
I could do this on my own but that woman is peaking
There's imminent danger once the scenery changes
So we're secretive in each & every season
Yeah, we give 'em something to believe in
When the Saints weren't chasin' Franklins
Snow Fell from the ceilings
Woo
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Make room at the top when opportunity knocks
The lessons learned through living at what cost? Ay
Just watch our currencies trigger the subplots, again
Djimon Diamonds in our Blood while they polishing rocks
What the fuck we want 1 shop for? We want blocks
We're underground, we break it down, Archeologist Thoughts
And scorched earth ain't enough, I'm makin' dinosaurs drop
Left with no bones to pick, the only Fossils your Watch
My dogs on the horizon, in the distance there's Cujos
Don't get Weasley with the Bagman, this isn't Ludo
Don't you mention me
When i got one shot to change history
I'll kill the studios with the Shaun Wilkes Booth flow
We channel Leo goin' kamikaze for the afterparties
Wake up in the lobbies thank God we didn't kill nobody
So why these bitches got their Knives Out
Benoit Blanc, someone killed Harlan Thrombley
This can be your world if you work for it
You can build the city of your dreams
And when the night is at your gates
And you cannot escape
Maintain faith, yeah
And relish every minute cuz your life is always hanging in the balance
Never let it break you, be grateful for the challenge
Your heartbeat should overcome ya anger and ya malice
Tell the devil you're the King then chase 'em out ya palace
Come on