Grazed off of my crucifix. Dripped in all white and it's a satanist. I'm on my painter's shit, my canvas filled with hits. I'm make my own world my nigga, make a wish.
All my niggas really got it, all my niggas really 'bout it. All my niggas really winning, got these niggas sobbing. If I pull up, then she popping. See you niggas jocking, they can't spend a nigga's watch.
Flash back seen no future in my past acts. Back strap fit me looser, had no pack packed. Bad stats at my school, mom and dad spazzed. So whats a youngin' to do when cops flash badge.
Everybody want an revolution with no execution their attempt is fruitless. Taint the souls they next rapping nuisance steady acting foolish but they tracks is stupid.
Looking through one eye to my suprise, the other two see nothing more than an ignorant disguise. Show the clarity and sanity from young nigga, free mind.
[Verse 1: Issa Dash]. Listen, niggas ain't really bout shit. On the block, hustle till the nigga get rich. Third eye sharp, nigga blame it on the piff.
Ok, I'm rolling up on my bullshit. That ak 47 like a full clip. Bust a nigga head open when he hittin it. On some brooklyn shit, but I'm trippy bitch.
Nigga mind just like a calico, I let it go. I'm takin' risks, I bet that money flow, geranimo. If she ain't fuckin' then she gotta go, like adios. If that weed ain't like that Cali dro don't pass it bro.
First things first let me lay it down,. Young indigo nigga here to take the crown. So you can wait around if you like to, spiteful. Heart full of hate no 8th to get, high to.
I rep that beast coast, I rep that beast coast. Pop another trap nigga, must get lit. Pop another trap nigga, must get lit. Pop another trap nigga, must get lit.
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Killer like kryptonite, the new rebels run wild tonight. Fantasies living right hit the finest when taking flight. Blowing like dynamite lead the masses like Jesus Christ.
[Verse 1:]. I represent for the elevated claim. Yeah you know the God's damn pissed man strain. Pop another tab nigga live life brain. Am a ever livin God, nigga fuck em man.
Death to the radio nigga this is where that saga ends. About the line of David like comics of king Solomon. Spitting that kukukakak and nigga we ain't coppin' it.
Delivered the messages like a phone that rang. These niggas call me the Leopard Shepherd the young Wu Tang. Now, let's get lit! Smoking proper when I come to light the shit.
[Hook:]. Me and my niggas just maxing out. Passing weed till we're passing out. Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth. Yea you know what the fuck my gang about.
They say your dreams just like the lotto no one gets those. But I go slow drivin' down [?] lane dodging pot holes. UA drop a model, fuel the planet keep the motto.
UA to the death of me, my specialty's bulldozing. I'm chosen for the throne, so I'll get it eventually, Hater. Get some paper, mula, mozzarella. Loser see you later, zoomin' through your cooler.
[Verse 1:]. Raised in Flatbush, born in Brooklyn. The beast coast with us, kes ghost when flow stutters. Like cobra, so live for I show the blocks no chauffeur.
Ride around and I'm getting it. Aim for the stars, know the solar the limit. Relate to the gods, we were made in their image. Fuck the [?] I'm just here trynna get it ya dig.