Lyrics:
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
from the sky I hold
Calling everyone to help me from this messy place I use to call for hope
I might be draining my soul, but sure the right path is very
get my beats
This is what i been for i just hope its been for me
But it ain’t really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I
A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical
Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well "In God We Trust", guns I bust
Got that disgustin, sewer style
ain't flyer than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
a fact
Action taken by middlemen
While you fiddle with pens and pronouns
Trying to pronounce like your pro-eastern affiliate
When I affiliate my style with
troops
Or in a alley, tipsy, pissin on my boots
Why'd the chicken cross the road?
She saw me sittin in a Coupe (coop)
Fully equipped, only thing missin is
pipe hot cook a niggas brain now
They calling him Frylock
You niggas can't hide from the
Eye of a cyclops
I ride drive-by put you guys in an ice box
you starin' at me
So get off 'cause I control the stage
There's no dissin' allowed
I'm in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is
niggaz that try and shot dead
You're only takin' a fuckin' thing from me with hot led
You know my style fagot, 'cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggaz
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
Look, why I always feel that I'm hot?
Why I always feel I should drop another jewel
Like Martin on Blue Streak while
You dudes get tattooed with permanent
presumptuous
It could be that ash it cuts
In my ear or some shit
Oh stop your dumb shit, Hov is hot
It ain't just hoes and guns shit
I switch topics
Niggas can't
What it did when the spot you
Workin' at is really hot
And you gotta put it in the butt
But her butt ain't big enough
So you gotta go get a booty shot
That's tight as a hot curl
Known to rock worlds
Once I'm spotted you will probably drop your girl
My intimidation to niggas is challenging to 'em
He
feeling that's inside
Like I'm rolling on a coaster man it's really been a ride
I ain't never switched up man they always choosing sides
Gotta make sure
found your style I have the good intent good will hunting
Have the intellect tech 2 and I'm a hood inventor have you breathless
I'm a good investor yo you
flow
But i'm hot like the sun on the way to mexico
Lost is my shit
I've been bossin'
Ex's crossin'
Keep my heart switched
Lost is my shit
I've been
The jaw dropping, eyes staring
As the hand of fate touches down, snout raised
Bones exposed by the glare, the gaze
Through dusk and through skin
she had some good believe me
When I tell you that your days is numbered
Cause everybody dien now like hot days in summers
Throwing, kicks
a homicide.
Whoever told you that the summers ain't hot, is a damn lie
I been here, an I ain't get no love till 9,5
Niggas act real big, till they ready
the respect that's been had
By all the legends, so every time I see him, he stressin'
Talkin' 'bout, niggas don't fuck with him, the shit is depressin'
And I
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