up Told him it was no cut to be careful, he took a hit, Woodrow damn you His head hit the table, a few rocks fell out his pipe He's bleedin fatal, he
and let the steam out, she fiend to blow out But i'm equipped with mad white, Morris the rap got nine lives I'll take a few hundred thousand dollar dives
shells was evidence of a violent event That left a young dealer bent from a hundred rounds spent The lifestyle is a thousand miles from a minister A
15 grams, a half a Ki At Fifteen man, a nigga just glad to be Gettin' some shorts, me and my man from a hundred and fifth He knew some Dominican niggas that wanted a
Only a few... will understand and appreciate what's about to happen Das EFX come in!!! Verse One: Das EFX [Drayz] Well it's the super duper rhymer
all a struggle (Single parents all by thyself) It's all a struggle (Diseases decreasin' your health) It's all a struggle (Fiends swearin' that's they last puff) It's all a
wut u at wut u gone do, like u the man, bumpin two bazooka tools in a dented trans am you living dreams, like a crack fiend who say he clean, when we
mobsters and gangs But we're the elite few that just can't be contained Tippin' only the plane, determine it's about the game Like a playa stays the
And is there a heaven or hell can the young black live Or will he be chained in the cell I don't know as for me I only trusted a few I had to hustle
(Or) Drop (Changes a few times) Show no mercy For the love of this shit here niggaz are bloodthirsty Try, load, lock, hammer, aim, cock (Or) Drop (Changes a few
is a dope fiend And I think about all the hard times we had No dad, no times shared, the buster never cared A little bastard child, going wild, another victim of a
s out of my reach, I'm on a mission And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be called a physician Immediately, I puts it down at a show (Jay-O) But looked
Been causin' confusion, magician of illusion You got a little, problem, here's a solution A winner never quits and a quitter never wins So why you just gamblin' with dubs and fiends
nasty They short, a few inches North of a dwarf My flow's Murcielago, ghostin' them narcos Toast in the ways of the original Pablos Still a pyramid architect, mix liquors like a
knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the child with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the
a bitch ain't one Now, once upon a time, not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
neck And do a suplex and step So nigga you can check my credentials Just hard rhymes and instrumentals Xzhibit smash you wit' a dental And a loaded
[announcer] Mr. Len, a.k.a. Space Ghost, please commence intro Company Flow, perform, J-Treds, prepare El-P, prepare, you have approximately five minutes