Let get it as i ride this beat, aint no more one on ones the end result is murder cause thats what happens when Ya got BEEF IN THESE PHUKKED UP STREETS...
I LAYS IT DOWNS LIKE A WOUNDED ELEPHANT THAT GOT KNOCKED OFF HIS FEET...
AINT NO COMPARING NOBODY TO ME COMPETEING WITH ME LIKE THE LITTLE PEE WEE LEAGUE BATTLING THE CHICAGO CUBS REMEMBER AINT SHIT IN LIFE GONNA FREE I REMAIN AS A CORNER STONE ALL THE WAY IN EGYPT .
PUT TOGETHER WELL LIKE THE BISHOP MAGIC DON JUAN.
ABBRA CABDABRA WAVING THAT MAGIC WAND .
CAN U SEE ME?
NEVER EVEN WITH TRIPLE BIFOCALS ON.
DOING WHAT I ORDINED TO DO.
ON TOP LOOKING DOWN HOPING THAT I WONT NEVER SLIDE BACK DOWN THAT LONG DARK ASS ROAD...
Writer(s): Cary, Kaminsky
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