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the
Automatic,


Just it in

The feeling's
The tight
out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night
The the god was rocking type way out of sight
past the projects
Seen my man,
Steelo type fat, type facts
for milk and honey, get the money out this piece

I streets, all type slick
like a seven no ???

She got
I gots the platinum voice
Like syrup, for delf roaming, the New boroughs
As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron
Uptown across down, from the boogie no faking
Ghetto to my marrow,
Ease on back to
Hold it, as loot in my and army suits
Parlayin where Malcolm stood, now brothers push blow out
A slicker pig, dig me picking my fucking 'fro out
Limping up the one tree
The
The these herbs
That's to green herb
Now the
I play like, primo supreme hustler
Nappy hair, oil slick, loyal to kick and snare
panther
Answers to the nom de butter
Nice, preciser rubber, and cutter
In a freshly dip state, I
Whose avenue be making the most
My honey the loot out, what's shaking
We getting live, dreaming being in the ave. bus stop
Then I bust out, wassup?
Seems that the team's me, Mecca the god, and Sulaiman

If beats is phatty

And on
Then I'm
Hey, hey, hey

Easin in as as I can

You know my motions, slimmer no limo
I the c local, and tilt my army brimmer
Milt the vibes, pro symbolize
Built with the fives, my clique amplified
Sounds as we ease, the New York moon
Pounds as we dip, increase these New York
It's the universe I
Nappy and happy, June 12th, I self don't say exists
Imported on the ships, with irons around the
Gradual to afros, black cats, and picks
Still boogies, and the styles they want
Now try to move us, for the styles we flaunt
But I, seen it sunny, plus seen
seen my moneys getting smoked for change
I left in the round up
up the god
When the
to the essence
Sinks deep down the blue train cover
The got surreal cause we feel you ain't a gangster
When I was a youngster ate jazz and
Freedom had a pistol it was just that
Old earth gave me kisses to her coach and power
Pumas these busy b mic checkin's
The says I'm down, from the ground up

But what if emcee

Come on, go

Easin in as as I can

The right
The music's
Departing out of Crooklyn, type night
The gear the god was type way out of sight
Limping past the
See my man,

When the mic counts
My is cash
I shoot out
I get that loot out cause I'm
Hit you with the front grin, with diamond look
Muhammad made em, paid him
I was
I tell an emcee in a eye
That you wack as
Cee-know got my
And we both can

And for example, we this
Lifted up on
And for complexing, like brass and brown
We of this, built this with south down

Outs the clowns, in the
With the

I em
Pass the ruck, or get by my comrade's badge
Just my mom and dad had it
And did it

Easin in as as I can

please, quiet please
Welcome to class
Black 700 the art of easing
I'm conductor instructor Mr. Castro
Take a look at your
You are required to be plushed out, and dip
Guess, suits, timbs, lugz, whatever
Quiet please in the back, quiet
You will have two
And finally, we are a field trip
To the Star Housing
Projects speak slang
caeser, superfly, golden
These are the images we you portrayed in
Please, could you be quiet Mr.
you