you satisfied Over and over again We're running in circles And this story is growing old You take these pictures off the wall These walls can never
editor Them boys be saying, Flip always be ahead of his competitors Cause these boys can't flow, these boys be saying I'ma come down And I'ma break these
up and go another round Lock it up and show another town, break it up and roll another pound Change it up and go another route, flip and make a whole
writing pen persuing the enlightenment To tighten nitwit game and lighten dim lit brains The Rebirth, shit, I'm off the hook now You see dirt through these
rations, animals and drinks They flew out Fleeds a lots of man ? Climb upon the wall like Peter Parker Meeter of the creed of darker regions Darker seasons These
nah [Bizzy] What is you talkin about? Look at these motherfuckas in the streets, walkin around, assed out Scared of the winter in another abandoned
driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me I'm out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that Shamrock Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet T-shirt, black mask
4-25 ain't no fuckin joke An everyday struggle, puttin down this hustle's harder that it looks But the mo' dirt, that I do the mo' these niggaz hooked
s no compassion in here My fingers keep curling into fists these days No one smiles on the streets these days And there's no compassion Hit the wall a
To unhinge a thousand sins From Death's dark vale "Blessed be these spells of winter Unto us that wait with patience in This secret garden To storm our way into another
did you know? What did you care? Another token tantrum to cover up the fear. What did you know? What did you care? Another institution, another cross
no now we locked in a pattern. Of these socio-cultural and these racial walls. Till you know the culture is calling on you to break the walls [Chorus:] Please, break down the walls
And Wit 357 Slugs On Shift So Imma Show Where These Slugs Gone Fit Where The Fuck They Gone Fit? In There Arterys I Never Understood Why These Demons
you ask for Sometimes I can be a fucking asshole In the bake with my mask on, look at this nigga ayyon Dont take your fucking mask off, bitch empty
on 'em! {BRING IT BACk! } I'm air gasoline! (uh!) - I'll put the torch on 'em! They gon' keep wavin' the bull until these... [scratches] {LET'S GO! } [
Based God King of rap, I can bet my money on that Can't face the facts that a young guy kill this shit Give me another shot and I'm a come with my mask
