[Chorus: Whether eyes or blind fold (HANDS TIED) Who's man enough to and roll (LET'S RIDE) That's how done, you can run (RUN) run (CAN'T HIDE) We keep our pyros tight, ain't right? (THAT'S RIGHT)
[Verse One: Jise I seek the meek that shall the surrogate means of life Degenerate intermedial, slice words, sell it for trife Price sell out yourself that ain't nice (get here) Shiest heads, get on your knees! Roll over like you dice Splice my words, saddle my rich the hell with peasants Tenants of apprehensive board and beast incentives Relative to the of my hand Stripping my mash with meat bleeding to death in war stance We hangman! (Hotdamn!) We soldiers to phantoms these street anthems Quiet to tantrums We baggy denim to fashion, band niggas to Samsung Live ass niggas who but then run Somebody's son die young callin himself "dunn"
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Two: Q-Unique] Illimination of whole generation next Cover earth span in a deep breath and took easy steps One son in awe questionin his man saw He "Q-Unique, but it was like morphed into gigantor" Crowds gatherin like enquirin to panelist Pen scribblin more thoughts than psycho analysts Under hand suspects for a clear coast I've influenced an independent movement like Pedro Albizu Except to connect and lift to the next Take the light, you shine and it back like a bike reflector with the word, observe the hidden type phenomenom Plaque of the dark age with they designer armor on
[Verse Swel Boogie] Wondering murder it was, no fingers- and footprints An intelligent mind, clever, how ever this crook but crook is a bad word, I'm raising and illin Doing my people favors and savin by killin Consider me hero, my body is jam pack Startin a war, you either stand up or stand This man's wack, out of his crane, do what he says to do Don't want to see him hurtin or killin the of you I'm a psychopath, of the psychopaths bomb, ready to blast, dirty man cleanin the trash but don't get it twisted, I'm only after a certain 'cause I'm talkin about y'all, is hurtin MCs
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