Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yasir Arafat, artist - Durag Dynasty. Album song 360 Waves, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопYasir Arafat |
| I wrote so many rhymes now I know I’m not sane |
| Life is similar to hell and I’m walking through the flames |
| I’m hot enough to melt the jail bars like wax |
| I get you burnt up cause I’m turned up to the max |
| What you need that? |
| Like puttin' coal in the furnace |
| Tell your homies line up, I run beat-downs concurrent |
| This is hood shit, niggas catchin' cases just to eat |
| I ain’t try’na see broke, I’m gettin' money like the main streets |
| But you know in the system I’m red flagged |
| Infra red on my ease that’ll get you a toe tag |
| California love, dig dug, with a big slug |
| Nigga scared of death, tell his Mom he need’s a big hug |
| I hug the blocks like a newborn baby |
| You owe me money, then you gon' pay me |
| Carrying lead on these streets and get chapped |
| If my gun splak, catch a third strike |
| No get back |
| GC CREAM forever |
| The fire’s lit, watch how we acquire shit |
| Speaking on environments when I invent |
| With scientists, masters of the flying fist |
| So never should you try to diss |
| Or even try to side on this while I exist |
| Hot damn, ho, here we go again |
| Got damn, yo, I just want my Ne-g-ros to win |
| Here we go again, killer coastal blend |
| Minerals of sin, co-defendants fold |
| Simply exposin' generals of men |
| Walls closin' in, lil' niggas is bangin' crip or blood |
| OGs is out the way or in the wind |
| Go 'head follow my scriptures |
| I’m in the lab with Al blowin' a spliff next to Prodigy’s picture |
| Spittin' like I’m fresh out of the pinta |
| Thugged out, high off dope |
| Exotic, psychotic adventure |
| Just a supplement for y’all to understand what you fuckin' wit; |
| Niggas get bodied on that happy go lucky shit |
| Jackknife maneuvering |
| Shawshank Redemption of Jerusalem |
| My ultralight megawatts confusin' 'em |
| The all-knowing, hammer tucked by the groin |
| It’s the brolic head-wrapped scholars with dollars overflowing |
| Curb-side courtesy, crack dealers of perjury |
| It’s burglary, swagged out Fergies who love slurping me |
| My Dynasty is Durag, too bad, you mad |
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| you trash, your literary’s too fast |
| Cocky campaign, butterscotch Levi scene |
| Egyptian Musk dust, see my CREAM |
| Bag chickens off the energy |
| My killery pimpery run circles with the Alchemy |
| Deliver the chemistry |
| Durag rap, ratchet clap |
| Smash you with a bat |
| Laughin' at your raps |
| Smashin' on you cats |
| Spazzin' on you rats |
| Durag rap, the Dynasty is back |
| Yasir Arafat, countin' up my stacks |
| Where the paper at |
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