Casket music
Yeah, It's city, anyone'll run up You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to With little unity, it's really never enough People in the community don't band together We all that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty your baby mama tripping, kid got a twist-tie And look at the why are not feeling me Tryna live and take zero accountability (Hold on) Ya lie to kick it, you're probably wicked as And she who does not feel me is not real to me, dick tease The on the mic, tell the bitch please you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees? I'm on a high, I be flyer than Chris Breez' And I never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez I'm enough to know to just let a chick leave And use the to find and grind the methods to getting cheese
I got a couple buddies that'll on ya border And turn you slaves for the new world order and bat's flying up inside close quarters You keep it clean and dig the muddy waters So step back youngin, is grown folk talking This isn't for the radio, single won't be popping This is true grit, it's for you to bash to it Killer MC shit bitch, casket
U-B-I, Yo, I a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised They when I'm writing it, so it's justified And say goodnight if I ever switch double time They're sleepy, their eyes, they listen to lullabies Rubbing their eye while I'm running, wish I could an eye So don't sit back and unwind, this isn't the time It's duck and cover, if ever I pull your time It's sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper My state of mind is the space and time You played a side so I am taking your in line Day in the life of the winded, I stay alive Only the survive in this game, I made it my Bitch when I'm winning bitter, really what matters most I learned the twist of catacombs while I sat alone My DNA with an average Joe I catapult and I'm flying the battle zone Rep for the roster, partner for proper pay Chakras align I'm oscillating like Doctor Strange They and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name We are not the same, difference is how we operate (Yeah)
I got a buddies that'll cross on ya border And turn you into slaves for the new order Snake and flying up inside close quarters You can't keep it clean and dig the waters So step back youngin, this is grown talking isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping This is true grit, lived for you to bash to it Killer MC shit bitch, music
Astonishing, I can still my mama sing, upon a dream Obama brings some no no things from the drama king I a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing So I'ma keep fondling this queen from the conjuring Dude's crazy, he's who's Maude Sue lady through fools made me lose faith We bruise Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who's roots Out noodle, you pussy punk, you's a poodle I push your peanut to Pluto, and then your parents in a Peugeot yet in a Yugo, yes y'all a eulogy shoe know After like Cujo I'm catching a wave To the rancid area this to Drink my pain and then piss it on you the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up If it's wrong you bringing, you! Here's new N9na to to
I got a couple that'll cross on ya border And turn you into slaves for the new world and bat's flying up inside close quarters You can't keep it clean and dig the waters So step back youngin, this is grown talking This isn't for the radio, single won't be popping This is grit, it's lived for you to bash to it MC shit bitch, casket music