| Take me out the hood but ima keep it good
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| All my life i’ve been writing these songs
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| You cannot fuck with the flow it is monstrous
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| I be in the zone serenade my conscious
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| Had to meet my soul had no other option
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| Had to be alone had no one accomplice
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| Forcing that snow have on control
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| It is approaching are you opposing?
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| Scatter be the dream passion be the object
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| Rapping in my sleep pattern need a prospect
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| Spatter then i bleed savage when i’m on this
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| Cracking at seems budding with sonnets
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| This is a promise my honour is honest
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| Honestly think i done got this on lock
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| For the future ahead i got mutual respect
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| Hit my zoot before bed and i’m blessed
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| More or no less infinite ticks for the heads
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| Bury me alone elevating upwards
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| Everything i own better get ushers
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| Better get bread, better get butter
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| Better get legspread, better get rubbers
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| Better get a lover, turn her to a mother
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| Feeling like on uppers run up on every other motherfuckers deadset
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| Tryin' to bust heads what are you, bonkers?
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| Get on my shop this is nothing like Londis
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| Man have got quality, essence and content
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| Presence on mic and a light that is on, cous'
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| Fighting for freedom i die for these reasons in conquest
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| There ain’t no contest fuck up all these streets in congress
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| Passion we on this what can you see
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| Well there’s something beyond this
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| DMT be elevating my conscious. |
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