Lyrics:
up in the kitchen watch seeds get sewn sweet hunt bleed just to feed my home
When your living on the river and your walking through the dark
You got
prophecies of niggaz takin' shots at me
Find yourself hangin' from your feet off the balcony
I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in
richer,
I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city,
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy,
I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from
And you made your bed, and you hit your head on the top bunk
Little off the top, you "ashed" your "blunt"
Icarus: wax in the sun
You fly too high, and you
motherfucker thug nation alert
keep his name on the street til ya lay in the dirt
this shit hurts cause we went from poor to rich
you're supposed to see a lot
from a long line of liars
Or a degenerate senator's pants are on fire
Surround you with the walls
To protect your freedom
Overlappin' laws to ensure
to pass you, they last, and work they ass off, so you can have food
Feel for the ones who wanna touch their young
But baby-mom's keep 'em from, 'cause they
life is circumvented by the stanza
Man it's all raps for cheese
The camera flash, snap, laugh and cheese
If you ain't about your shit I guarantee that
the block, watch out for cops
Watch how you move, you take that wrong step then we stop
He go by "Top", and he kill plenty and they want to see him knocked
acceptance
Now as a man, I can vent this, fuck that, end this
Do what you love in this life, don't let hate in your life
No, don't work for a job 'til you
bitch look like Keisha from from belly
Heard they want beef pass it out like the Deli
I was just moving phones right off the celly
Posted up yeah you know
and don't know who to blame
A nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting,
dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting, anticipating to put a nigga under
Smoking like we some
plate (Yes sir)
Yeah the circle stay small but I can infiltrate your base (Haa)
Fake niggas from the inside get you whacked nigga cold case
I’ll pull
a promise
I got your back nigga
I'm the one you trust to count on your stacks nigga
Cook your cracks nigga
I park the pinsky right off the pounds
Let off
still Ima rise
It don't upset me your nature and mine
Non comparable you'll be just fine
They been on dirt and I question why
Tainted my thoughts polluted
to see a raj
(be beamed up behind the stove askin' how Maria pop Leer)
Cursed style near, burst out a purse with the gods you jeer
From Star's Pizzeria,
with the gods you jeer
From Star's Pizzeria, police hate the veer
Especially when the shots ring off in slow motion, when yo' head hit the
meter
You
[Prince Poetry]
The sun reflects off of the waves at sea
Rain support roots that implants the tree
There's a breeze - in the park, kites fly high
hit your knot
Some one to have patience with, I'm better off lettin off
two clips at you face set it off to decide who's better off deaded off
Inject
if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"
Doc is like poppy, supplying you
rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off
or that sling, the yea or the tracks
but when your chick starts choking ya, you gots ta break me off
I sweat ya like Keith until ya give me my ends
leave me rapping
Have your neck cramp an hour later
From bopping your head
To shit that I be dropping
I bet if you could flow this hot
Then you would
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