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Buddha the Prophet

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Slip from the ops like we teflon
Born with the blood for rebellion
They called us the lucky 7
My closest brodie was a felon for selling the weapons
We were like armageddon 
Shooting em like John Lennon
When they were famished we brought em the beef and we fed em 
Knuckle sandwiches to the melon
We are not snakes but we packing the venom with the mac 11 will send em to heaven
Bringing the smoke like we selling the dope 
We travel the world like Magellan
Even with iron you couldn't press us
Dress to impress in a vest we the freshest
Stashing the brass to prepare for the dentist 
Having you sipping your dinner and breakfast
Sporadicly scattering Ammo through abdomens
City look baffled when We come a traveling
Rounding em up Like we are the cattlemen
Plaguing anatomies Cancerous pathogens
We the real deal and ya'll just the additives
In the wrong hood homie Look at a map again
Get you boxed up like amazon packages
Greenpoint In Brooklyn The home of the savages 

The untold
A legend
The unkown
My hitters will get you with pistols and missiles we twisted
The untold
A legend
The unkown
You lacking the iron we'll give you nutritious ballistics
The untold
A legend
The unkown
We giving you jitters our movements malicious we vicious
My squad is official the red and the white
Homie you cannot miss us we are not fictitious

We moving in silence
Promoting the violence
Starting a riot
We spread like a virus
Known as a tyrant
In need of some guidance
I'm losing my mind homie please help me find it
The smell of this white girl clog-ging up my sinus
Cant see my future the moon shine caused blindness
Thanks to the whiskey this fat bitch the finest
Im kinda like midas my touch make shit priceless
Ya ya 
We going ape shit
With the banana clip You cant escape it your future is bleak
You cannot shape it
Your squad is the fakest ya'll
Roll in a snake pit
When we ride through
Feels like a quake hit In need of a hit
We can arrange it
Fly to your city
Just so we can paint it
Spraying your brainstem all over the pavement
Loading the choppa 
I hop on the choppa
Im ready to chop em 
I mow down your blocka
BLOCKA BLOCKA BLOCKA
Starting the ruckus the coppas cant stop us 
If money the topic we come out on top it
Ice in my jewelry like f*ck out the tropics
Smoke out the barrel when beef is the hottest
Some of the homies are straight up chaotic
Run with a squad that is always about it

The untold
A legend
The unkown
My hitters will get you with pistols and missiles we twisted
The untold
A legend
The unkown
You lacking the iron we'll give you nutritious ballistics
The untold
A legend
The unkown
We giving you jitters our movements malicious we vicious
My squad is official the red and the white
Homie you cannot miss us we are not fictitious

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