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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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