yeah they used to walk around the block holding a knot for fila heads pumping the spot got dreams of being lost in your tenement maze its arsenic and old lace when i blowing the haze so amazed young bol huddling underneath the thundering el thugged out drugged out or hes looking to spell top to bottom bombing shout out columns and fill ins is altamira ten thousand years of life in common pop locking and not watching the world spin not rhyming and not brahmin its just a whirlwind pariah rap half mariah genius of love to tom tom club and back like a thunderclap not twenty one and under rap black i wondered that how many yall motherfuckers wanna be under that who let the dogs out who reappeared on the west coast to ball out who felt the fallout who scribbled lines and let the red wine spill trill magic or spit tragic when the bread line fill you better make sure you cliqued up cause when the jig is up i dont want to be left with the art i wanna live it up lush geppeto mustard red yellow diamante with a pretty young thing whipping the ghetto yo its craig g symphony half mary timmony laugh dont get it twisted she light years ahead of me im steady with the flow with dreams of clocking dough its my william blake vision with dreams of mexico so work missing out that pack boy you gotta pay feel attention in the room when i grip that cake militant minded marksmen you a marked man your life slipped away when you see that dark van parked in front of your crib bitch its go time youre just a cold case in a coal mine ghetto prophet when i speak its a goldmine zero emotion i done stuck with that slow grind lusting for paper my nigga yeah i sold mine posted in the hooptie sort of like i stole mine double parked it at the hydrant then they towed mine rolling with my thirty eight but i done sold nines jack boys in that caravan liquid sour now youre calling up the ambulance i got a feeling boy i got a feeling summertime come them young boys start killing murder rate going through the ceiling free my brother tune wish i had a million fucking dollars i have em here with me fucking bitches raw it aint no better feeling stepping on the dope about to make a killing fucking with my generation you will feel it nigga i aint lying real niggas die once cowards die a thousand times  i seen the skyline glitter when the city is bitter if you just look up close then you could see me in her the chill of winter got my bones cold while my old soul pray to jesus cristo for more coal its lush vida black caesar rap no doze no sleep no dream no rhymes and no flows its just the science of life i keep a low pro south philly paradise right thats where the glow though im just a moonlight whipper or champ sipper i dont want to be the one to be telling you that its bitter when everything that we said is done yo ill be chilling and pumping that reverend run black hollis ave heaven dun yeah im lucky strictly dan stuckie when i stay dougie fresher to death your girl love me so who lit a cigarette and chilled who got the prettiest girls to make the earth stand still and at will 
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