Lost Freestyle

(álbum: The Lost Tapes II - 2019)

In our younger days we were so in love
And the thought of losing you was enough
Can't lose me

Who be the holy prophet, they watching with all his posture?
His Rothstein goggle game be the dopest, he gots to
Be from the '80s era
His tint is shade Carrera, Queens forever
Green pipe seats, clean Panamera
Amateur Hanna-Barbera characters know they envy
The illest Hennessy Black sipper with loaded semis
You pick of the week, voted-in rappers you go against me
You can't tantalize a call girl with just a roll of pennies
Can't bait a lion in ya trap without a tranquilizer
You entering a boxing ring with no trainer beside ya
My Panerai watch glows like Avatar
Caviar black diamonds, can you imagine, y'all
Taking from a rich man plate? Kick in his door
'Cause his war with the bloodsuckers of the poor
The first shall be last, that's just universal law
Pop the cork, the Perrier-Jouët pours, like this

I tell a story of a prince life and all his glory
It's killing me softly
Somber like the buildings in Fort Greene
Hood monsters and niggas who walk mean
Hood niggas and they just came home and they grip they chrome
Can you hear me, is this thing on?
Test, one, two, gimme some feedback if y'all could feel it
For the home invasion dudes that be robbing dealers
Picture me running inside they crib, rolling wit' ya
Mask on the face, tying up the sister
Looking for the bricks to get richer
Smacking up the dude with the gun, take the jewels and the funds
A dirty game when you serving 'caine
Got feds to watch, hoes to watch, checkpoints and roadblocks
Police barricades, batterrams
Doors off the hinges, wake up flinching, who ratted, man?
Knew who it had to been, states, feds and housing added in
Every department searching your apartment
Ransacking it, found four ratchets
DEA jackets, we gotta escape the madness
Ha ha, yeah, escape the madness
Yeah, through the eyes of Pablo
That's how I'm looking at you, there's an obstacle in everything
It's all natural, I'm keeping it piling
Keeping heat with the silencers
Learning Greek and Italian, speak with kings while dining
Good with hyenas, meaning it's hood when it's time for riding
Ties with suppliers from my days of the projects
Where I resided, a phenomenon
With the ambitions of a rider
Pretty amazon on my arm, nigga, I'm the flyest
The flyest, ha ha, yeah

Lemme hear that