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Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Said I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit
[Capital Steez]
Started blazing and star gazing
See how you can reach your farthest aspirations
It's like holy matrimony in The Matrix
It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift
Cold feet cause I'm on thin ice
It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night
Like, you can't skip steps is the best
Even though the vets hold a .47 with a vest
Now that's a wise investment
Or a concept to try and hide divine intentions
It's like, let em hate, stay calm and meditate
When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate
More sour than lemonade, anyways
Different days, different highs, different haze
Kama Sutra with miss Mary Jane
And the karma suits her, she a vibrant thang
[CJ Fly]
You niggas is suspect and I'm just a ruffneck
That wasn't breaking pencil tips when I would bust lead
I puff meds and leave chumps fed and punks dead
Her cunt wet she getting rough sex no sunset
I like a chick with a buck tooth yeah it could get fucked too
We keep one eye open they sus too
Never tell em my government make any covenant bitches be loving it
Say not to put a glove on it some funny shit
You must've thought I was a dummy Miss
I feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick
Yeah you got tricks but I got five more
So any game you try to play you better know I got the high score
You better settle down cause you not on my level now
The Pros is semi-circle they can tell the world you get around
Some niggas clowns what's the shit about
They used to doubt now they see us sprout and I'm out
[Chuck Strangers]
When I was thirteen I was bad, rapping about guns we never had
Now we smoke raws with filter tips, old homies talking shit
Said you was best of mine but you stay plotting on that dime
Thought cause we was cool before that we gon' take yo ass on tour fuck nah
This my chance to get it
How you entitled to my shine, nigga you ain't help me get it
Now these niggas see me getting it, check the statements on my debit
My profile get requested but I never hit accept
Hit the sour to the chest, I reflect
When I was fourteen, up late, eyes glued to the sampler screen
Eyes beam, cause we can make it better
Smoking on that Jack Herer, welcome to the Progressive Era
[Dyemond Lewis]
And brains don't matter
But tell me what really matters when you pissed off at the world
Like you got a crazy bladder and
Momma always said that shit don't come on silver platters
So I gather my thoughts
And make use of all these synonyms
Cause I could never swallow the truth
Like it's cinnamon
Excuse me if I'm militant the sinning men in my hood
Could leave a nigga quivering like goddamn
Deliver him the venom and his liver is corrupting all his ligaments
Now he's at a standstill so tell me if he'll live again
The fire in his heart, still seem to be simmering
Now take that little simmer and turn it into adrenaline
Penicillin could not stop the drive he be giving em like
Mad fours (Fords) and fast forward let's get to the part where his recourse
Could forward him a couple fours like Lord
Ain't he gifted, Christmas just doesn't fit him
I need my own holiday and by the way
I'mma possibly on Monopoly and all McDonald's property
Cause I won't live in poverty like
[NYCk Caution]
In the clouds come and find me son, I'm flier than Hermione
Homie tripping got em sounding like Hansen in the nineties
Charlie Manson your whole body cause that damage in your party
Can you manage what I'm dishing out, go get your wishing count
You sell me something then I flip that amount
I just switched that account, get that profit then I'm out yeah
They all wonder but it's Nyck bitch don't doubt
Rip your lips off your mouth
Man I'm violent ring the siren with these bars I'm reciting
Cars with no license
Hard man, I'm feeling like a spartan with a trident damn
Picture perfect, bet I'll make that picture worth it
I'll be doubling my spot, no Louisiana purchase
So declare that, with my hair back
You want a fair one, catch a fair smack
I hunt up on my prey
So pray I ain't hunting on your ass today, like be afraid
[Kirk Knight]
Cool cuts flow, the deli can't touch this
Slipping like fishes, choking when you hit the cypher
And I ain't talking weed smoke but I let the weed blow
Anything just let the leaves know, oh
Sucka's fuck around, get clapped where you rest at
Nigga saying you cracking, fire break you imagination ask your lady
It's assasin when I come up on the track
It's a curse that I always try to find sex in these verses
But I got your attention, it's part of my ascension
But if I keep toting this strain is gonna leave me stranded
In this dimension, or to mention
Niggas is snitching, might charge me with battery
But fuck that cause piss was never in your anatomy
So don't try to lie on a nigga that got mine on my third eye shit
Man I'm on my higher degrees without my masters
I could use my words to urge into disasters
Niggas wanna know how my wheels keep on spinning
And they see we getting love cause they see the pros is winning
Cause we giving love back so they peeping how we fitting
Ain't gonna have no sus nigga stepping to me
I like to keep my chakras open so respect my G
I got the bush going in, repping FPT
So sus niggas watch your back pros next to me
I got Chuck on the team to collect the green
And show these suspect niggas what it mean to scheme
Another Apex predator crushing your dreams
Gonna get your wig pushed back between my cream
Taking all you sus niggas throw you out the scene
I'm taking all you sus niggas throw you out the scene
Taking all you sus niggas throw you out the scene
[T'nah Apex]
The P the R the O the Debt
Never am I vexed, I'm always calm, cool, collect
Unless you disrespect, I wreck you verbally
So expect the worst from me, I beck you with my intellect
You best be circumspect check, made you making all the wrong moves
Do I intimidate you or more infuriate you
Cause I annihilate all who participating for the gold
Lovers I decapitate with everything I say, see
Come sneak a peak and, tell me what you peeping
Then struggle to say it ain't greatness that you seeing
It is what here sits in the midst of us, yeah it's quite mysterious
No you're not delirious, I'm serious it's clear to us
Add some crystals gonna see gold then platinum
Seen it on some tarots before, so I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
Cause didn't ya know by now, I'm skyline bound
And my time's now, I don't graze ground, I'm new in your town
So assume what you please but you don't know me
Say what you please but you don't know T'nah
[Dessy Hinds]
Who that mofo who came to show boat just cause he float like no other
Style smooth as butter and slick like lubricant rubbers
So going in on tracks ain't a real test, the real quest
Is making real tracks with feelings, people ain't feel yet
Dessy be that suspect for subjects for all the records
Set in for all the records, I spit in a split of seconds
So you can't reckon that I wasn't checking for beats unpleasant
I eat up a track and hit your producer up for seconds
Remember I'm the face so lace me in the line
The bars that I could line up could probably bump the fine up
Define what never can judge, rap is in my blood
So much, my capularies adapted a sanctuary
From the 5th of January, every punchline turned into crunch time
Was cutting records more times than my school's lunch line
So if this hits mine, go ahead and pop your wrist fine
Been spitting dirty, the vocals recording spit shine
[Joey Bada$$]
'Til the day I die, I'll be puffing lye, fuck the world, fuck it dry
Tell them government spies I won't cover my eyes
Won't cower, won't move cause I don't move like a coward
Knowledge is power and the flower of life is (s)ours
Get as high as ours, maybe you could see the towers
Scour your dirty mind and maybe you unleash the power
We all got the potential in our body and soul, probably you know
I found mines right through the pencil, started bodying flows but fuck that
This be the preview of primeval hip-hop retrieval
I hold illegal like I'm copping, so weasels to squeal
This one for my people, headed to the top, no redo
Thinking up evil but see no evil just be knievel
I ain't ask to be this good, they just made me better
They told me cheese at the cams and they made me cheddar
And the green only made me clever
See God made three Bigs, two Pacs, but he only made one error
The Era
[Ref: Pro Era]

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