Spraying bullets when spittin phrases
Always knew where the pot was
This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines
Spittin written and forbidden lines
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
Im spittin fire you blowin smoke
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,
We gonna rise up against the best spittin verses and bars til we run out of breath.
And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us
Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight
Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night
I try to be the guy, you think about
"oh man! lesbian lyrics? that's so played out
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
Look at us rhyme too, out lyrics drop bombs,
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