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Yo, my rap taste good in my mouth like Park
For your to list this, you don't wanna miss this dun
Don't be a statistic, keep your to yourself, we make
Fools out of niggas and write shit would certainly move y'all niggas
to my summer villains with pink houses, from Red Hook to QB
You know the routine, we a movie to show how our life is so ill

Every summer in the we partied on the benches, few gallons
Of gin and Pepsi, remember Party wars, that was in like 90
We use to roll o-wees now we stuff
rushin', what's your discussion
Y'all niggas talk of shit heard you on your tape frontin'
I fake nothin', fuck and push the wrong button

I dedicate my days to seein' you blood, I will always love
Gambino and ScarFace, Killa Black, no man can your shoes, now
What's bad news, it couldn't get no worse, so what y'all niggas
About the turmoil, what ya know about your soil, clothes and little
Hoes and the legs of pant slugs that crack the shin bone, the other
Blasts through your left clavical, melt Swizz suits and paint the

How you it? Bent scheme or straight blunted, many are rare, rore
Havoc has just over done it, while you sittin' whisperin'
Like a little girl, fuck, waitin' till the dutchy gets twirled
We goin' at you, not 'cause we to but 'cause we have to
To avoid the situation that you couldn't last
If I can't have it at all I want it at all

Off top serious dogg, I'm out for the raw, back to the
The shit that I kick will dazzle girl, handle the bitch
Can't then take her for pearl, get him with the pink
Get him bent to he hurl, got my mind locked, tight in a curl
Hold it down like you can't search my click
Even with dirty worms, I'm still appear

How you want it, bent scheme or straight
How you want it, bent or straight blunted

Yo, my pen is sick like a heroin addict, Mega spits, I exhale
Preciseness, drug dealer ghetto shit, in my hand, plus the finer
Numb mesasurin' grams, gun on my waist, in case I see son
Who wetted my man, I be Gortexin' to death, ice with special fxs
Obvious I was destined to rep, yo my persona's the drama, my Congrommalits considered mad real, niggas feel the Montana shit

Born official, my that are gone I miss you
I shed a tear, see niggas when I get there
Yo, my dun did six and still didn't hit the strip
I'm waitin' on the day when Rikers Island ciphers are
I can sleep with no heat, hidden beneath the sheet
And I can with my air max, appearin' on my feet

When I rhyme you enter my mind, seein' nigga's lead to
I then manifested in the beat
this like a Lexus jeep, my technique
Leaves my stretched for weeks, vexed in me
Especially they know my destiny, man they scared to of me
Can't even question me, I them like stretchin' ki's, please

How you want it, bent or straight blunted
How you want it, bent scheme or blunted
How you want it, bent scheme or blunted
How you want it, scheme or straight blunted