BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- It's all about my bitches
- Freeze burnin' a slack apathetic
- That's about 3 inches
- To the rest I'm pathetic
- The great unchained magnetic
- Just like a faucet
- Its where you at
- Ballers, shot callers, I'm comin up
- You see we all in the same gang
- White, white, white cup
- with champagne, dick out doin the damn thang
- Makes me wanna hang it up and quit
- To take your mental out the shack
- Now the FBI monitors with no feedback
- I'm still hearing about drama poppin in the hood
- Believe me when I say I be
- Spittin flames on the game they call me Zoot Eastwood
- Do your damn thing baby
- A gangsta I'll forever be
- We party and fight
- Pondering linguistics ghost insight
- Who gon keep tryna stab
- Nigga say its sittin platinum
- Might be 50
- wit a magnum,
- You perpetrate for platinum
- Shoulda seen what we struggled through
- Erykah Badu: You do?
- Bam bap, back at it again
- And Caucasoids are genetically recessive
- I'm healthy, I'm alive, I can't complain
- Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive
- Bean One, Brother J, X Clan, yea exclusive
- Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound
- And some cat named Willie, I heard his name around
- Will I see you again, I know the thought is scary
- You livin like that, through the scratch I reversed the norm
- Too much of somethin' is not good, on the contrary
- I mosy through my art form all cosy and warm
- Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm
- Love may be found if your feet are on the ground
- He tried to skip town, headed for the Northbound
- Look at all my whips, they're all vintage
- I shine the, farther light to liberate poor blacks
- and M.C. in' and DJ in' was bringin' the cabbage
- I'm pitch black, I'm enriched with original facts
- Fine riders, line riders, reppin' to the max
- Showin you off, tell him shit ain't the same
- Only cold stares, cold shoulders in this cold game
- My flows sleepin' in a cave
- Original Gangster in the house, Schoolly D
- Offended by my t shirts, and how I behave
- Stamina rocks, even though the lungs' cloudy
- Mr. Magic, where you at Lil' D
- I crept off school, lick shots into your pelvis
- Every Burrough is Thurough, don't forget Larry Davis
- Bikinis and thongs, see me like the TV is on
- Now pure playa when I pass, play the game with precision
- I wanna shop from my bed and set an
- Gather the Mac 11's and load 'em full of ammunition
- Look, they gon love me for my ambition
- Like home arrest and a tether
- with them you thought you'd never ever sever
- So we gon' make a damn song about nothin' okay?
- Thinking to myself, I'll be damned if I'm in the slammer
- Leave it up to me, I get fucked all day
- Got killed when you was little, still got mama
- Didn't get a comma, nor a cent, for the karma
- All you non believin ass niggaz, get your cap peeled
- Secrets revealed, wish I kept it concealed
- Blood splashed on my grill
- Don't hate homie, I'm just like you
- From the underground town down the hill
- the world don't got it but fantastic do
- Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
- You gotta know, its all for the dough
- Hip hop failed, but it's rising back up the ladder hoe
- Every day I'm reminded bout the dangers of smoking
- Look the other way nigga when you see me in traffic
- I instantly thought, that was someone just joking
- But I choose to stay on earth to wreak havoc
- My nine humming, 12 gauge to your fuckin stomach
- The Commission, and The Family nigga, rippin' the track
- Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is back
- Check it, I got sixteen that'll split six spleen
- We keep it gutter in the hood
- I'm gone punch it once it turn green
- Blood blood, blood blood blood blood, blood
- And baby girl you feel so good
- Behind the walls of ?Thurkill Hall?
- Mirror Mirror upon that wall
- Like a wig, ya dig?
- Makin' M A I L, hear what I spell
- This be the big
- I can tell, what the hell
- people....a hard mc got to sell
- Mocking army brigade verve
- Swerve to the curve
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