Lyrics:
The medicine, unintelligent
The chemicals are heading
For the centre
The sense needs attention
Ascension of souls to the old heaven
I'm benevolent
shots
Cop cars swervin, niggas squirtin, the ghetto's burnin
Hell's season, the soul's returnin
We live like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher
got lyrical medicine
Can't hold me down, cause I'm diggin' livin'
Live in the now
Enjoy the present moment
Much love to Thich Nhat Hanh
Thanks for
the good times, Mama, they've gone out of style
And I don't remember how it feels to dance, goodbye to good times
By way the crow flies, it could take
limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
goes
It crumbles to dust
Well I've got cuts and bruises
Shattered teeth and bones and excuses
Be thankful for cuts and bruises
Cause you know by now
limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See I got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' Jimmy wear permanent metals
the right way to go?
I left this place a long time ago
I'm the lead in this dumb show
They keep calling me Jim Crow
What's the right way to go?
I left this
Look, homicide is illegal, death is a penalty
Never let go when you've got ahold of your enemy
Eagle claw cobra clutch by any means necessary
I'll
Look, homicide is illegal, death is a penalty
Never let go when you've got ahold of your enemy
Eagle claw cobra clutch by any means necessary
I'll
I keep a bad bitch she for show
She know I'm ten toes to the soul
Plug know the packs in send a load
I put the trap in a figure four
Spin with
taste his own medicine
Let him sin if he want and if he come to knockin' would she dare let em in
I live in a glass house
And I throw my stone at you
Care if you die" challange
Live from the Wire but I reside in the A
You admire the attire, I am sighin' today
No Jaden but I'm Lord Raiden
Show you with
distant cries
Crow flies backwards into God's eye
Take a token of this special place
Down as a totem of space
(Open mind)
Open by manual
(Open mind)
By
psychotic
Up and down like a roller coaster
I'm up inside ya
I ain't quittin' 'till the show is over
Cause I'm a rider
In and out just like a robbery
I'll
Yeah, kane
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ma ambitions as a rider nigga
Survival off that powder nigga
Currently smoking that kill in the hills
Where you
comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie
Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
Medicine man, medical marijuana , no mental handicap
This masterpiece : a masterstroke like a one-handed clap
Still seem stressed like a seamstress
fucking song
Let's do this though
(By any means necessary)
This is for the culture let's go
A fool with it the flow old school
Let me show you how a grown
times mama, they've gone out of style
And I don't remember how it feels to dance
Goodbye to good times
By way the crow flies, it could take all night
tickets
Missed them gunshots, but got struck by a whole car
Healed from a fractured hip and was left with a whole scar
Got left with like two dents, lookin'
a stunner cave
Im just rocking to that drum and bass
I got the stash up in the four-by i aint getting caught like Corbie
Lets just share the medicine
the check
And if I'm goin' higher, I try to inspire
By tellin' my riders to hop on a jet
Got more issues that don't show in pictures
My bitches don't ever
to show ya
Separate the old ya
Depart ya from the senses of what might have been
Shake you by the fault line
Send you to the the surface
Disengage your
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