I call it speaking tongues
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
But we still real brothers
And their mothers and fathers
, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
And like to boast and brag
Baby all i do is rap
No gimmick: real time, real heart
You could say im like louis & clark
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
This is love, nothing else close
I just wanna be higher than that
Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.
I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
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