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High Pass, Low Pass
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- High Pass, Low Pass
- This beat is off the Pig's badge
- So active in breakin' da law, they call me Speed Crash
- Passin' limits n' u turnin', my teacher green passed
- Nobody find the body in Hilt', I'm gonna ghost ride
- Green cadilliac gonna whip, I got a wind breaker
- All these niggas wanna come in fo' all da thin paper
- While in the back, we got da music on blast
- Hip hop's my code, the reincarnated soul
- It's the reason I chop ya gospel like they ghost in chateau
- Bustin' out those ol' tapes to da crew, Death Row
- If I had to pick a side, they gonna dig me a hole
- Mo' faster than the cops, da police, po po
- Speakin of it, They gonna speed me at highway code
- To break a law to break a pawn, It's all part what they told
- Like gangsta wit gold, they hide your blood undertoned
- From times I was towed for being locked in a zone
- Getting tickets in Creek for havin' tint in Charlotte
- How the brain OD, when ya ironed the gat
- I'mma hard ass, skull basked, canny croquet
- Like Monty in 'Bec, almost shot in the neck
- Here's a cam in direct, you seeing planned "self defense"
- All depends, auto rims and a cash full of doubt
- Better run before the law wash the cash, money, out
- Must engage in escapades 'til the drought reroutes
- Keep out! Danger zone for da bitch made clout
- Take it from a oldie rhythmin' bout old sauerkraut
- Bet'cha who cares ?,the next tape is eaten by trout
- Who in traffic, schizophrenic, OJ speedin', blackout !
- Once a dream, don't be offended cause I ruffle your feather
- Flockin' to ya old tweet, sayin' "I flow like Mayweather"
- You be knock wit a 'maker, you must be under weather
- Who you playin' a player
- In one week, there a preacher
- These buckshots but da feature
- 3 stacks, a name dat I preach here
- I'mma low pass the hate, I'mma high pass the greats
- I eraser and outpace all the time that I waste
- Momma had me as a garbage man, copy &paste
- By a world build on hate, from the state to the gates
- I destroy any capes, da next villain debate
- You better call me Pat Bates, I better hit the damn breaks
- A psychological state, I died high speed chase
- Coca brown my race, keep it down my estate
- If it ain't da boy Mac's, Get dat shit outta my face
- Rather die young instead of working loud into space
- What my parents soon taught, "Lie between fourth base, kid"
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