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[VERSE 1: Papoose] My lyrical tendency's equivalent to a
critical felony Precise behind bars like a
criminal's penalty Pinnacle definitely, hold so much jewels in my miracle memory It's like I'm a
physical treasury Deep into weaponry, psychotic niggas who envy me Wanna be nuts, so I
bust nuts like my genitals sexually Punished in my mother's stomach by swimmin through Hennessy I
was born with a
difficult destiny, not your typical mentally Givin my vision through treacheries Syllable therapy, invincible visual energy No artist identity resemble me, I
flow like a
mineral chemically Cause I
flow with a
chemical chemistry I
can flow like the
river through Tennessee The
mystical seventh sea, or currency at the
Senegal embassy At birth although it's umbilical regulary They cut a
mic chord and disconnected me Leaders political threaten me for what I
write in my lyrical melody While others broke laws, I
broke lyrical legacies Flip forever, live for infinite, respect the P
It's Papoose, I
conquered this caliber, next degree [VERSE 2: AZ] Did it all, with it all, want all, hit it all Saw it all, now it's time to skid on and get it all Lit it all, from the
worsest to the
nicest smoke Skated out when the
drought rose the
price of coke Life's a
joke, your closest man'll slice your throat For this pie, is it the
high that you like the
most? Corrupt money though through the
eyes it seems legit For this green fuck them niggas that you team up with I
dance around with y'all, slap pounds with y'all Then get y'all, so quick won't even know what hit y'all Cock biddack, relaxed in a
drop 'Liddac Two seater, me and my meter cause we rocks like thiddat It's hot like thiddat on them blocks with the
giddats Fuck thiddat, never get knocked where you shit at Tit for tiddat you got guns so watch where you spit at Learn the
fiddacts, respect the
round table that you sit at This I'm ill at, the
hustle and the
bustlin Street-tusslin, thuggin and the
musclin In house learned the
routes and just adjusted in Won't stop till the
whole team is touchin ten So who you roll with, puff weed with and load clips Go to war with, kill up shit for no chips Frontline shit, get money, do crime with Front and shine with, freak off and fuck dimes with Huh? [VERSE 3: Kool G
Rap] Aiyo, due to light and the
thunder You was under the
seventh wonder, son your life's a
blunder Doomed, there soon will be nowhere to run to But out of limits, this whole planet could be finished, diminished Lose all of his tennants, takin all life that would dent it Major destruction, tearin down every man construction Volcanic eruption, lava leadin to human reduction Life's grimmer for every livin mortal sinner Chances are gettin slimmer when air in the
atmosphere is gettin thinner The
five elements will expire [?] earth, first water then when it will flame it will fire Your hopes get higher, eyes witness the
bright Messiah Thought he'd fly you to God's empire but delivered you to hell's fire Earthquakes and shakes, overflooded lakes, the
dams breaks To suffocate whatever's on the
landscape People hurtin, gettin bitten by Satan's serpents Steadin insertin lies in they third eye to make em servants Physical's over, you see more pain and reignin over Souls that's clean and sober shine like supernovas off Jehova Mountains crumble causin mankind to stumble God and devil go at it, get prepared for the
fuckin rumble
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