I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
Of being of always getting wired
Must be life. no greater feeling in the world
Beaches of normandy.
Yes, i'm sure we could all agree
The things im most scared of
Rub the wood and ima show em love
We calling his bluff, so get your nose on this handgun
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
Where did my time go? i let it fly
Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Snitches here don't got no heart
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