This right here is the Yin and the Yang So you gonna a lot of different things on it You hear a lot of profanity You hear a lot of um A lot of love, a lot of You know what I'm 'Cus it's come on I got enemies I got And those that pretend to
Hills That's the The The barracks baby up bridge, yo yo
I give a speech like Martin Luther Let freedom ring, forget a bow ring, it's a thing me locked up with brothers be getting oxed up Taking for granted most of us abandon How I know you not a Beef in the home, Africans with jet Americans Dominicans war with the Puerto Deep in the street carrying heat The rest of the projects surrounded with
Middle class families are upstate the younger generation selling cake Trying to mixtapes It's all final, big on the Verrazano Get BB conduct on some King Tut Poverty struck, I seen the right to enter took My cup runneth over, out whenever I'm sober This world got my girl scan
on the sand, I'm allergic to ham Weak minds all I see in the eyes of camcord' And my reward is to let y'all I'm going out P.L.O. whenever I go uhh
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I start the slaughtering, make all eyes watering I know an 800 number you can get coffin, start ordering The metamorphosis of my skill is to bring overcome any king Faking ain't counterfeit, in the bing I do a sting with two 9's under my Anybody you bring, still won't do a god thing You nothing but a onion in the
I floss rhymes, I loss rhymes, I got it like Y'all niggas I toss times I got rhymes still rock you, cats that'll spot you Told you I chill, lay off a shit, I still you The only I'm unable to do is do what I got to Look in hospital, Brooklyn apostle, gospel fortunate to scorch your shit, paying for the cost of it Your whole style remains wack, I know awful kid
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Yo, I play the back back in the days thanks and praise, watch the frisk raise, reunite Take birth to upright, I forget a fake MC's My the Bible, survival in the man, the lost lands No radio play, the Pillage is Like a foreigner understand Y'all some flan cats eat pig, reneg real shit from Hit you off with the and facts on tracks
Y'all talk but that's put back We dealing in the orphanage, way surpass image I'm a chemist, a dual dentist, treat my heritage like I be exit, I rock a gold necklace and restless, it's always Staten Island shit, bad habit Made me twist it, one disctrict shit Pillage be the senate, darts like Masons Garment Rennaissance, patrionts, the blood like tampons
Baby conduct, put your fist up, no struggles 100 dollars for the hen' dog, 200 for the Less troubles, Plus can turn rappers of off the stage This beef will we engage Buck buck buck buck
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