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your teeth, the fuck is you saying?
You got the candy's, the niggas is spraying
To get away and take over the land, yeah
My mind on capital, I'm not
sleeps
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
But the crown prince grows flowers
Return to the bar, return to the dock
I love the city and I love
I sell dope
(I sold dope but now I rap) but now I rap
I got what you want if you really need that
My nigga come get it (if you need that)
My nigga
sex, 15
000 people cheering me on i could
Take all of you in
My bed right fucking now! But
You're not invited Mark
Tom: You have got giant boobs
And I
the people with myths to not believing
But leaving like flying eagles
Like the gangs and leaders
Artists that was funded sold their souls and called it even
speak is not on Rosetta Stone
Black boy fly, my life in one episode
I'm on trial, so if I die, let me know
Lost in time but let this foul record grow
true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas 'I need
I was up and down that interstate
Tryna fatten this dinner plate
Bed bugs in my apartment
They callin talkin' bout the rent is late
Scorin' flippin'
I sold my spirit?
I'm still taking blows at the Senate
Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna Illuminate
Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah,
And where'd you meet her? She a cold one!
Young G, but respected by the old ones
Yeah I bought it, but never sold one
Never without a Trojan
I was blowing
012 the block
I am with the dawgs
Be careful where you bark
Cap City my block
We smell blood, we calling the sharks, aye
PTA my block, nigga don't
intricate, and valued as expensive
But my Pyros will still get this, cause what I wrote is so vicious
By mixing all the legends into one. Inventing ways for me
my family
Talking my mother my father but I do not mean blood
I call my brothers my sisters
I call the team cuz
Imma let him breathe
Imma set
and death's your motto
Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol
Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble
I lend you this if it expands
and death's your motto
Like Zorro, I mark my territory with a symbol
Not with a Z, but a P, 'cause Punishment's what I resemble
I lend you this if it expands
City Blues
Night and day we feeling blue
I'm riding chilling with my crew
and we
yeah we
Said we smoking too
And we drinking too
And we sinning too
the time though
I can't tell you if she's yours or mine, but I do know
Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
You not from the city, I could
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
from her mind
A grey ghost, a black cowboy will by the last reflection
I will not be there, not yet
I will not be there, not yet
I will not be there,
(last call for Mr A Hussein flight DA432 Dragon Airlines)
Oh, oh fuckin hell thats me i've gotta go, where's my fuckin bum bag!
I was given my orders by
Shortie a 10 but she not a dime treesh (WeLuvSuvy!)
Hated my shit but now I got a time piece
Yeah shortie hella cold
Every move she make she make it bold
moves ahead
Sometimes I'm ahead of myself
I'm not God by then just
Tryin' to better myself
Cuz I done seen niggas turn
Paper planes into 'jects
Cuz this
pistol gripper
Isn't a life for me
I'd rather grip mics and undo girls zippers
But not them ho girls, meet me after
The showgirls, but take it slow girls
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
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