Tha Hustla...Larsency Family...Crossover
I Fiends, Before I became a man but sellin cocaine wasn't of the gameplan I was on stages before you cats was originated, before autotune and bullcrap was created When i grabbed the mic and tried to my rhymes they i couldn't, they wouldnt let me get my shine Cool..cuz i get upset, I lit a dutch, found a chicken to fuck and i to the hotel, she she likes the weed she smells and i was rollin L L 1 after after another 1 and i another 1, to much im gone need another lung, i haze but i dont fiend for nicotine, cuz i dont cigarettes, just the green im blazin, up the haze and dont i look asian the bud im is amazin kush sour, and the piff it'll have u twisted thats the i twist it it'll get u twice as if u try to mix it higher than rent bill when your gettin evicted overflowin, imma get dough and, im blessed si i guess why my rhymes coincide.. with my thoughts in god, i gotta him that he kept me alive the invincible fiend thats me cassidy, theres no for me E-F-F-E-C-T, i need my cuz is a problem, i gotta have it and your plus your a fagget my dj gotta microphone his thorough and im dope with the microphone heroine i make the flip, you need a fix gimme some soda, ice, and a brick i whip, til it cool, n cut with the razor i made ya, if u fuckin me you touch paper fingers up fuck haters I the weapon, get assassinated when them guns up haters see a me people at home never seen im feinin for a microphone, imma microphone fiend after 12, im worse dracula, turnin pages in my rap book, i need a thats intense, im convinced you you see the size, u gunna die or be paralized by any means necessary, this is has to be done make way cuz here cass my dj cut material material material n he'll u it's a must i crush any mic u hand to me its inherited, it in my family i wrote the rhymes, i wrote the most raps, but my dad could and my mom had dope raps now i dont wanna have to pop off n a shot off if you keep the stage warm, then hop off ladies and gentlemen, ur to see me the best in the imma bout to be take it to the maximum, i relax and um so coca on ice mixed wit yak is 1 hell of a the and hella the damn smoke you wanna a gram of the smoke but u cant u broke you me crack up, u shouldv'e stacked up those who act up to get more than clapped up any i got 1 in the chamber 2 away 1 and im the remainder so close your eyes and hold ur fuckin and imma squezze til theres nothing fuckin before you go u gunna know you've seen a fiend on the microphone, imma fiend