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Rugged rhymsters, crooked
Dime droppers,
Backstabbers, low
Illegal cocaine
Starvation,
Anxiety, trying me
Gun slingers, ringers

Yo, my slang's out of this
Mix collaboration man, little man and his
Way of life got me thinking, I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, three time brutes
Roll together, tropical puff, whatever
Yo we could go run up on, for leathers
What Faculties bubble keys for G's
Cream flow seven seas, hit chicks Guyanese
Word up, hold your before you fall out
The morgue route, the want that
get my niggas locked all out
Change for better, be my only vendetta
With life, feed seed right, he's breathing indeed right
Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and tackable
Never get jacked, see ya then move
Paradise trife, with much ice
nice, laying back, sleep all my life
up!

Crack patients, smokers
Vial carriers, tokers
Burnt buildings, brothers
Save the children, reports!

all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous, leaving mad on those
Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they the spot
took off like astronauts
Get with this, your best can't
Come on down, the next contestant!
Get your pockets dug from all Chemical Bank ends
him at the red light on Putnam Avenue and Franklin
They used to heat up the cipher with a shot that was
your average JFK sniper
He just came from Spofford
Rolling like Kaufman, and laid that ass out carpet
Stop the stuttering boy, complaints for the five-oh
Then the God - chk-a-chk POW!
They release shots and premeditate to
And then jet back to the lab
And remain in Shaolin, an endangered island
Where lose blood by the gallons

patients, dime smokers
Vial carriers, tokers
Burnt buildings, brothers
Save the children, reports!

Yo, I grab the pen for and let loose, see
Like Muslims, on the block, rocking a kufi
The kick rocking kid's back for more
Starting gold wars, with black Reeboks and
Jungle way of life, living
with visions, copywritten
Throwing to pigeons, Christ has risen
Elegant, slang master, jack expensive noodle hats
In sixty-nine, old timers that brothers shot craps
The baggy Guess jeans, pull strings off in Palm Springs
I'm locked in the bing, Rocky labelled rap king
The emperor - the golden thieves play the benches
Rednecks be hanging big niggas in Memphis
Back in Now-Y, hit the bull's eye loaded nines
Life is like Tarzan, swinging from a thin
Shatter dreams, then mirrors don't need a spirals
Aim at the white shadows with big
Of Moet-ers, the bald headers, milk and
Who fear none, crushing all vendettas, yo
use guns while we angrily shot arrows
You better your eye on the sparrow

Rugged rhymsters, crimesters
Dime droppers,
Backstabbers, low
Illegal cocaine
Starvation,
Anxiety, trying me
Gun slingers, dead

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