95TH STREET

DE-CYPHER

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I keep hearing people talking hella shit on our Last song, it's like they really don't
Know how fucking hard this shit is bruh

Shit I know bruh, they stay hating, but you Know what I tell em
If you ain't f*ck with our shit, you ain't gotta Listen, you just a bitch anyway
Yeah we on a mission, don't give a f*ck what The haters say, there ain't no competition
Verses cut like a knife, call it nuclear fission
Got a brand new prediction, and it come to Fruition
Let me start my incision, I'ma hit you with Precision
Gas up the whip, and I start the ignition, if you Burnin' the stew, get your ass out
The kitchen

Wanna see the Nikes on my feet
Checks so large y'all can't even compete
My music like candy, but shit is not sweet, Talkin' bout Nike this shit is elite
Keep this shit simple, keep this shit brief, Better think twice when you fuckin' with me
Lightin' this shit with some gasoline, causing a Crime, one two on me
Drivin' so fast I couldn't even see, rear view Mirror, I see is police
Feds on my dick bitch, hop off of me, Tony Montana chop shit up for free
Checkin' my phone, ain't no call ID, fill it with Gas, now I tear up the street, yeah

Hamster stay hatin' on the sound, he tall Enough to play on the fuckin' playground
Stereo boom box and it shake the fuckin' Ground, yeah
I got a motherfuckin' nine and I paint the road Rose like it's fuckin' Valentine
And I'm rich, throw a gold brick at a homeless Bitch, flexin' cash out the whip at the park
At 95th

And we hella discreet, call me Serpent, MC Munch slitherin' in the street
And I'm not Harry Potter, got a cauldron full of Raps and it's only gettin' hotter
And you talkin' about cheddar, then you know I got a lotta
I really stab you with a knife, got a needle on Me like a tweaker on I-5
And it's money or your life, dodging bullets by My head, lucky me I'm still alive
And if pressure makes diamonds, then this Fucker that I'm pressin' gon' be precious
Like he shinin'
Come on, play Danny, he can't, he fuckin' dyin'

Fuckin' with me, y'all best be watchin' on your Vicinity
Lookin' at the news, all you seein' is the gang And me
Look at yourself, look at your wealth, f*ck, Embarrassin' yourself just to make a couple
Bucks
Imagine what your daddy say, he wish he Never fucked
You lookin' fuckin' stupid, sayin', hey, step bro, I'm stuck, (help I'm stuck!)
Huh
And it's Reyes and this bitch, don't f*ck Around with my flow, I ain't playin' with
This shit
What you wearin' that bandana for, you ain't a Fuckin' crip
Tryna diss me, but I got your girl ridin' on my Dick

We'll be back, motherfuckers

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Written by: Izic Juarez, Marcus Carney, Owen Fayette

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