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

Yo, my out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his
Way of life got me thinking, I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, three time felony
Roll together, tropical trees puff,
Yo we could go run up on, kids for
What drug? Faculties keys for G's
flow like seven seas, hit chicks Guyanese
Word up, hold your head 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 your seed right, he's indeed right
Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and tackable
get jacked, see ya then move black
Paradise trife, plush with ice
Getting nice, laying back, sleep all my
up!

Crack patients, smokers
carriers, mocha tokers
Burnt buildings, building
the children, investigative reports!

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

Crack patients, dime
Vial carriers, mocha
buildings, brothers building
Save the children, reports!

Yo, I the pen for revenge and let loose, see
Like Muslims, on the block, rocking a kufi
The hundred-dollar rocking kid's back for more
Starting wars, with black Reeboks and Velours
Jungle way of life, living
Packed with visions,
Throwing bread to pigeons, has risen
King Elegant, slang master, jack expensive hats
In sixty-nine, old timers time that shot craps
The baggy blue Guess jeans, pull strings off in Springs
I'm in the bing, Rocky ring labelled rap king
The emperor - the golden thieves play the benches
be hanging big niggas down in Memphis
Back in Now-Y, hit the bull's eye with loaded
Life is like Tarzan, from a thin vine
Shatter dreams, then mirrors don't a press spirals
Aim at the white shadows big barrels
Of Moet-ers, the bald headers, and Armarettas
Who fear none, crushing all vendettas, yo
They use guns while we shot arrows
You better your eye on the sparrow

Rugged rhymsters, crimesters
Dime droppers,
Backstabbers, low
Illegal growers
Starvation,
Anxiety, brothers me
Gun slingers, dead

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