he pull up with the rebel look
she bad, the devil look
but that ain’t the Prada my nigga
thats just the blood drip
the blade with the blood drip
you’ll never know what the hell it took
you need only know that we raise hell
raging hell-fire in him
Mastermind all on him
they the ones shown us how to plot & scheme
we just using what they taught us
young niggas usurping your throne
young niggas scheming on your daughters
you caught us
in this bitch
been on my shit, never did the switch
got fangs at your throat like its bout a check
nigga who tame?
who sane? (damn, wait)
i do not surf.
i do not ride the new waves
while yall Jonestown with the Kool-Aid mane
leech-nigga stay the fuck in your lane
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coming down like speed racer
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high speeds
and my Goddess out your league
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going hard
watch the vultures steady scheme
when they circle grab the beam
blood drippin’ evil deeds.
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"no puedes ver como escurren las palabras rojas de la pared?"