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Like Gambino Snatchin The Crown - Marvelous Caravans Blowin Heads yea all Around Town/
Movin Swiftly- Through the Night Sound For Sound/
Psycho Steppin In My Dome - Soon Blew The Compound/
Mentally Contemplatin That Our Life is Profound/
yea- What's that Noise - son - It must be the Hound/
But I'm breakin them down - quick- Pound for Pound/
Gimme a word- adjective, preposition or noun/
Cause I flip-it in a second when releasin my mind/
Trust I turn it into liquid as im creasin the lines/
yo u watch me untwine- as im blotchin the rhymes/
I'll spit so loud- and crack the glass of time/
I be that one in the crowd- as the microphone blesser/
Preachin my life- with that rich yellow texture/
Clapped Guns Grabbed And You Gonna HUrt/
Dawgs be more dangerous than Corleone Church/
It be the Dark Angelic Nights Of the Street Life/
Ill Fight- Sprayed are the blood Types/
At your last breath- U be prayin to Christ/
Mind is sharper than a knife- Adrenaline And Hype/
Yea- we curse the life/
Take it in your blood- true- life's a dud/
Yea im Rippin it apart -One Bud By Bud/
And At the end of the Street leads a casket or case/
On the long journey - are the masked 2-face/
Backstabbin Felonies On The Paper-chase/
Place the ACE in the Waste, Face Breakin the Haste/
Kept hardest at the core - since the year of 84/
Snapped, Thrust The Bones - then I'm wiped with the floor/
The first 9 years thrown, tossed away/
Killed half of my soul blood truely went astray/
I was given the gift- to hold and take a stand/
God blessed my soul- as his right hand man/
I came across the land - Two Times To Pass/
Elevatin Veins And Smoked ten times of that/
Strollin through my birth easy as embracin the cast/
yea-son- feel that/ where the true heads at
It be the Dark Angelic Nights Of the Street Life/
Ill Fight- Sprayed are the blood Types/
At your last breath- U be prayin to Christ/
Mind is sharper than a knife- Adrenaline And Hype/
Yea- we curse the life/
