Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick
No narcotics in my pockets, only got 1 jackson in my wallet
"my flows can be employed in my lines
This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines
My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/
Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one
In my mind cant interpret my conscience,
So here i am at the store for some chips
Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune
My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room
In my cabriolet
Take me away away
You heard my name in my last rap but not my story
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain
From these monsters in my brain i be swerving in my lane
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