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jay-z inspirated, some double entendres,metaphors across. Paid more attention to flow,and wordplay on this one.
can y'all give me the keys to the benz,
(fissure the breaks, speed trough every stage of my life)
stacking cents to cop this scents, i,
won't stop, fold or drop, unknown to cops,
never copped rocks, but did fade blunts,
sorry mom, dudes air lungs were rotten,
spew hot raps, dressed all black,
look how far little darren has gotten,
basquiat drawn, as he got, more vicious,
nutritious, with his pen,
y'all flew, but i was more preciseve like AIR,
y'all seed in bitches and dykes, my family tree will ball cream and ice,
succeed,means bentleys and lights, following us,
cliques scoffing at us, afraid of our shadows, demeanors,
my owls keep the streets clean, in fine feather, 24 hours,
soul sinning refugees, seek light under the mistletoe,
but born poor niggas, feed line till they comatose,
its another way of life, and finding a different source of light,
i feel like gangsters these days are fake impersonators,
bake snowflakes and leave they mommas, tracing dollars,
nonsense, college diplomas on your wall, talking bout,
Hells Road, which souls did you take in reverse,
white treasure, white knuckles in this cold as winter,
remember? na cause you hustlers are rich boys making up stories,
a bulldog chasing the glory,
flooring you niggas like a check board,liquid swords,
fuller swing across the belly, squash the pelvis,
dodge the bullets, homocide all your units,
and that includes the cops to bitches,
free'd spirits, my body language speaking that don,
Frank sinitra, walking in charm,
middelfinger splattered, never cared bout your morals,
how'd y'all react if i rapped the fastest, would that automatically put me amongst the greatest,
na niggas its more than pacing the offense, its about painting corners,
then cracking canvasses like talking choppers,
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AubreyGrahamJr
Member since June 5 2014