Homey flowed his ass off in this verse. One of the illest verses I've heard from him. You can hear the track here
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Im feelin like Im at the height of my jump
While ya'll pivoting, while ya'll visiting, Im living in here
Balling in here
The hundreds and fifty's and cheeseburgers,
The twenties is balled up, you looking for singles, they all in the air
The hundreds of *****es that we murder
We aint literally speaking, we just team up and we,
squirt it all in their hair
Give her some coke and a promise, give her some nut in her throat
She suckin she spitten up coke in her vomit/ (get it)
Pardon me miss Im just fed up, with the way the system is set up
the **** , they had me livin' in prison was better
Rhyming perfection, is it a set up? to give me a year in the county
around the time of election, or should i just shut up, zip it and kick it
Try to get you to picture the vision, lyrically this is my petition to picket
Free me or eventually see me, the heat in my belt
Hangs a inch from my peepee like the key to my cells
the sense of me is the sense of my cd
which inspires me to spit what will, eventually be the key to my sales
Times is changin everybody guide the same
But their minds aint so to talk about their kind is dangerous
Blacks against affirmitive action, sounds insane
Theres war in Iraq while Saddam is hangin
A dead mans' a dead man they two of a kind
You cant break me!! Im Head standin Doing my time
Theres nothing my crew makin my bread
While im in jail
Had *****z buffin my boots and makin My Bed
Time will tell who down to bail
If you getting down,then how wild your arms will flail
when i bomb, I unwind like a spawn from hell
the Only shots you taking are those that evolved from shells (BLOAW!!)
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Something is on your mind then ***** say it, you scared!
If i was trying to X you out then you know you'd be dead
You need beef with me like you need a hole in your head
You little stone throwers
You signed to a label ass *****s aint saying **** untill you own yours
Whenever them trigga's is buckin
I gotta write a letter to trojan, requestin them *****s to up it
Cause my **** get bigger, my balls get larger
To a size that my drawers cant swallow, for yall its suicide
The verbal amphetamine the quotes this coke laces
Inserted with ketamine when spoken their pulse sate(pooof)
EarthQuake!! Huston we got a problem
Setting your turfs straight
Your troops I private piles em' up, the holocaust you pay
Is hitlers way, you diss me you get merked for christmas
But The curse is giftless, im the first to spit ****
From a Podium, go to your local church to get this
Yall sell chickens I only serves the bisquit
Leave your blood on the street, get a curb of blisters
Chicken noodle soup, your brains let it rain
Then I clear it out, all the vets say im official
And you can ask Diddy but now that im doing time like Shyne,
***** I probably will Press Play on a pistol
Political Prisoner, got ammo around my torso like Rambo
Banana around my waist like Im a gorilla
Its time to apply my pace now on the fo' Realla's
Bandana Around my Face like Dead Prez
.......Take a Breather.............
You are now riding wit who flow the flyest
So lie us inside who D’s has chose who Hov inspires
Extreme formula in this chess game
Accept change. You the king? He the queen cornerer
Best thing spittin since a geyser
The methane rhythmic supplier, written wit the fire
Doused by the best team wit em when he ridin- OUT
Cause the check flame when it get divided ABOUT
*****s livin through decisions
Learnin and givin you the business
Quittin is a privilege
Suited at a funeral killin any witness
Over dead pres’s, I’m here to view the digits
Clearin out the airspace, pointing out who ain’t there (me)
God’s gift to this world, I’m goin out wit reindeer (me)
Comin back, I’ll bang ya (me)
Leap year is a thing of the past when I return and spring from my ash
Like a deranged angel who came cause you asked (haha)
But I ain’t here to save you, I came for your ass
It’s sort of like the reaper, blowin at your concert
Weed right through the speakers, knowing that it’s God’s work
Rap is a prison that’ll trap you in freedom
The contradiction of your pastor after you see him
I don’t have to proceed with no master’s degree
To change the art, I came and waxed the museum
I saw, I conquered; I paused my diss
To do a bid so yall could spit bout how you do it big
***** is you grown or you a kid?
You trash and don’t make me blast and turn your dome into a lid
Open your mind, put lead in your brain
You dope for your time, I’m ahead of yo game
The doors open and I’m in it
I’m so focused you still focussin
And when I’m finished you gon be hopin there’s still openings
Maybe I lucked up
Either I’m straight crazy or slavery got a ***** ****ed up
Eminem and Kramer, the minimum’ll blame em
The average ***** got their words spinnin in they changers
The average ***** raised by the average *****, eh
It’s the average ***** way to say ***** wit a- A
Riddle em and hit em with the K- let it speak
When he fiddle with the trigger let him kill im- what to say?
Sodom or Gomorrah? Which one are you the more of?
Chevy’s sittin on 30’s or 20’s on the Soarers?
Fienin for that spot
The money bout to burn a hole in my pocket
So I got to extinguish that wit a buck(??)
Put it out wit a Phantom bring it out on the block
With no driver
Hoes, y’all wanna ride or not?
Again Propz to Old NN
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