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Derelict faces, grace the base of rap,
Fat Pack of cards and I hold tha aces,
Blaze for ages,
Blazin acres,
Bounce on an ounce then we fade to places,
Places laced weed wanna tend to take us,
Bend and shake us,
Every mutha fucker wanna seem tenacious,
Seem they wanna change there races,
Black ta white, white ta black,
It’s all media maintenance,
Media changed lanes to a greedier satan,
Recognise the skill, an if they don’t we’ll make em,
Make to break em,
make underground sound,
that will shake there patience,
we got that 2mc
and ride inc in a collabiration,
that’s a mad ass situation,
ya got bitches waitin,
mista mac milli bully and ree,
this is my application,
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Ride inc and d x7, what you think of me?
hit verse two while I burst thru, all gunz blazin gonna hurt you,
hit you up,
lyrically spiritually,
written or spittin,
hidden talent within him,
spittin wit venom,
dirty d hittin wit sum heat in his denom,
waste’a time beefin ill decease em and kill em,
police can reveal em,
forensics can chill em,
come back ressurect repeat for the feelin,
can believe I keep dealin, cus I take all my shipments,
consume every evening,
fuck drinkin and eatin,
drink lsd and eat weed seedlings,
then bounce to the celing, be in a constant high in your mind,
and see that you free it,
drugs and alcohol are every where, where have you been at?
a surberbia collegue wit ya pens and ya v-neck?
Graduate with a degree next?
I got my degree, a degree in street complex,
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I will bring to demise, any muth fucker that say ride aint on the rise,
Or equally such that it aint 2mcs time to ride
I hold pride in the fact im rappin underground white rap,
it’s a sign of times to come,
you here my gun pop, then its prime time to run,
smoke weed by the ton,
take me ride, and you’ve officially aquaried a son,
one,
takin over, 2mc, ride inc, dirtyd, mr ree, mista mac bully millienium shit
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