Yeah, the button and the planet blows That right Niggas be actin' like That right
Bustin' cannons when they brandish ain't right Put the Mayor in a That right
What? My firm is permanent imprints A nigga was a infant I learned I was
Knew I'd be eternally when I get my turn to rip it Certainly did and we in the shit We forever increase and never Saliva flips when a endeavor to speak
Whenever Plea and the four Kick doors in You Like a nigga with no mo gin
One again Rollin' with the of the sun I got love I come Put away gun, that's dumb
We ain't sissy nigga, my got some But I never the one that want to be up the fun 'Cause I rather have some female rubbin' me Sippin', lookin' lovely in front of me hah
Then I ride out to the hideout And my friends slide out Garments if I turn the light out
ain't right That right like a gat burst That right
Ride to church in a black That right Roamin' the turf on a search That right
Its all radio music, corny as The Mindless sex objects make the get rock hard So you concentrate or see whats next While they the pollutants
And lock down district and send in lieutenants up your boulevard while you was watchin MTV Double connect pinched caught you instantly You was a prisoner, they plottin' on seeds
Souls Of Mischief is different, we operate on thieves they more Sniff 'em out like Labradors ram doors crackin' down on your headquarters Avalanche yours 'til you're alive
Your homie survived, the rest is dead caught up Haters my head shot up, so I'm preparin' to fight Whether Aryan knights or of vice Nigga, I'm equipped like a to tear up shit right
In life fair ain't right That's way a nigga, don't That right
girl left you for a square That ain't And now you see him That ain't
Man I'm hella broke and That ain't My does mornin' topless ain't right
They lied to us and us ain't right And if you ain't livin' That's death that life
As come in to great depths We surpass the Stranglin' rhythmic arrangement, elements and plummet I take it back to my roots, and infinite
Composition is crafted intricate, I rip it Passion indica, your syndicate they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenements After I flash the
A symbol of the last Who the best Yeah, we askin' Peg chest and
Crush your velvet, your pelvic Hard hat or your helmet in the cockpit of a plane And the tail Still my smooth
moves raps scat and Scoop fatten the groove flatten your Could to you Word, it's my to cut back
Instantly direction At my point of and leave tracks Dilapidated, and incapacitated When I ex-sling, I silk screen these words in chest
Spit the verbal, MC's like Oakland Herbal And I do it faster than the National And twin with a Jose Cuervo
ain't right Nah for real That right
is my offering Fuck profiting off these tales These paupers be proffering I await patiently the time is proper to propagate
My property Concentrated abated then trick ya and it In increments seamlessly
I'm a like many a mantis is Though I'm not answerless Meditation that's my
leads to consternation And conceptual Interspersed Incite insurmountable
In the urban my sharpest weapon Precise etchin's of lessons, scaled and detailed to perfection My imagination, the machinations of perception Come, my collection
Man they shootin' at the ain't right I her at the bus stops That ain't
You a late night option That ain't Man I would never no cop nigga That right
I'm getting off these tricks That ain't Man, fuck bitch That right
You confused and to switch That ain't And if you ain't right that's death That ain't
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