BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- I hear you niggas talkin loud in whispererd mumbles
- Make me open this closet and go Back to who I once was
- Reach my hand up in this backpack and walk up on the discussion
- Take my trigger finger Bust everyone of you niggas Bubbles
- I'm tired of you pussies taking kindness for weakness
- 'Wonder when I see you ain't no smiling or speaking
- Lord I pray you don't let my anger go off the deep end
- Cause in this game Im king james you Steve Nashin with the defense
- 'so keep on talking in its gon' get real retarded
- I'll go dumB and get to sparking all of you niggas is targets
- '50 slaughtered Bodies don't nobody no what caused it
- 'My Auro is on scorcher fuck the orders from your sergeant
- Like Martin get to marchin before you niggas meet da savage
- 'Leave you dripping liquid the same color as my flag is
- If you don't get the picture Bitch I'll make yo ass the canvas
- Da Vinci with the paint brush and these trey slugs'll do damage
- A prodigy up in these streets and yes Im reekin havoc
- Thunder claps and lightning flash and cymbals get to crashing
- And yu don't want to play me I'll go crazy super sayain
- MoBBin Deep with VILLAINS that'll kill and swerve off thru the traffic
- Jus got a Kall a mother fucker talkin gunplay
- Ain't surprised i new thats y I'm writing in the first place
- Hella ammunition in the ceiling bathroom kitchen
- Bring your drama to my casa meet da choppa at my doorway
- Bust this pussy up I ain't got time for the foreplay
- Get rid of all the evidence and wash off all the BLOOD stains
- Check all of his pockets snatch his chain bracelet and watch then
- leave a note across his chest like "If your reading this it's
- tooo late
- Leaning off that purple drank, lifted off that purple weed
- Mind on cloud nine equals murder in the first degree
- Voices in my head telling me let the coward live
- But I no if Im caught slippin he gonna fuck round try and murder me
- In I'll Be gadamned if Im left up in a casket
- Body full of holes I chose to think before I Blasted
- Bet I'll turn ghost and start to haunting his whole family
- you might have froze my Body But my soul forever lastin
- Body Bags powder sacks throwaways in trash Bins
- Black flag, ski mask, you don't know who the culprit is
- Hustlers on the ave hittin licks and switchin SLABS
- Just to give a taste of the environments we all grew up in
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