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Mic checker, never hack a
Story-observin'-time time I ain't the wrecker
Of brainpan, and there's a gameplan
teeth, in a small timespan
Population, real - ready to bug
No formation, really hard against streettugs
So the blocks shock with rock, different a jvc box
Another sick dance over some drug
Boys to men in caps hoodies
of destruction, now could you look moody ?
Day and nighttime, prowl like a nightowl
more tactics than my man colin powell
They dodge, hush, without a blush
Cat and with five-o that holds a grudge
And it's that

On the
Candy's gold out of
Gotta thank you man
On the
stroll in a trance
Understand one glance
On the
Instant ain't clean
Not far from a
On the

Man, man, man, man
I must say I'm
you dilyy-dally 'round the methadon bus
The soul the same hole as their pockets
Here's the supply guy, don't no ducats
And off to the spot
Be a leech for the twat a lot
Had a - that can no longer last
up fast in the moments of rash
Had a for the cash 'n purse that you snatched
Take cardboard tatch, build a home to
Shame in a game when the eye's you
A tramp in the land, but the went wrong too
Turned psycho-paranoid, it's the you dodge
Starin' at the bloodcrust, your of lust