The Mansion Mafia

...yeah, you think you know what occured, but you ain't take the walk to learn
and investigate what's bound to reoccur once you lost your turn
and what my address is is to those voting me in this term
if you believe we can achieve, positive outcomes for this firm
I can represent you, just give me unburnt offerings, mocho
to latte the coffee steam, full-b8dy and bold all for me...
...see, I been stating and repeating things, it's just like evidence
presented in a judicial court to cement what's evident
to twelve jurors, and I was number thirteen, when deliberations
came, I was cut loose and went my own way from decisions
made, whether in favor of the plaintiff or not, doctor lipshits
got a c-section coming to him on-the-spot. how sadistic
do you think I be, since louie cyph' sent me to run errands
to find myself as some maniacal menace, lu' not renting
any space in my head without being shredded every second
I counted every step since 3 years-old? so I'm very mental
everybody I killed I meant to, that's the thing I was into
live by the sword thoygh, die by it, that's all in what I did too
I know how to die, but how to live is some other shit though
I don't see me in the mirror, if I live is some other shit though
'cause a mirror can only show my image, which is not myself
but a reflection of light, lucyferians survived by stealth
I'm in reverse on that silver screen, I left what I right
with my left hand though, horus stories streamed, you'd get what I write
'cause the three sixes made you, you got deep issues maybe
being born into sin is exactly that, picture satan
every opportunity of a photoshoot, out to frame me
look, I'm ain't-I-christ, I could give a fuck, a she ain't me
...so what occured between me and my bitch you ain't got wits
to escape, and only I can save you, that's about it...

...it can be a new day, yeah, you know there's a few things
that I'm a' need, a boost of confidence what's hell'd in confidence
the noos is tied to necks, I'm the author of the movie script
that you be in, shit can be air-tight, but the bitch knew me then
and never moved me in, damn-near forty-eight years new to them
the first forty-eight never clued 'em in, my killers moves depend
on how I move the pen, between vs can we live together
this war you set up for me was since forever, whatever
a truce may be, the t.r.u.e.s. outsidevs have no idea about
a rig just went off, but their fear showed me what they cared about
today is ten nineteen, locked in with nine one one
twenty-one days from today, eleven nine gon' come
what if I said the outfit of don chali con gon' come
I'll accept every murder charge and be damned if I'm gon' run
look, I know how the game is played, who wanted to battle
cassidy, and done set some dumb shit up that'll turn tragic
everybody gotta' die on that side, bottom line
their code of silence turned into a load of silent cries
and that was two-thousand one, their space odysee obviously
landed on the moon gang turf, and I heard nobody's screams
them dumb-as-a-brick-ass bitch-ass niggas will never learn
I'm the man upstairs who ain't got it all upstairs, in Hell's the burn
I heard they scooped up ar-ab, they thinking the land's up for grabs
israel, just let the broad know I'm for-real, and I'll handle that...

...alright, israel, I been locking in, it's six eleven a.m.
on eleven sixteen of eighteen, them numbers help to pay rent
eleven dead and six wounded was ten twenty-seven eighteen
my reserection improving each pressure point set to date me
'til I own the whole gregorian calendar, what else you got
to sacrifice to me, nine eleven flipped to election slots
when I call your name out, do not be suprised, be thankful I'm
even letting you live another breath of life since all your lies
set up in the attempt to conquer me, i.e. veci/christ
routed in vesey and church, to end my life 'less I comply
so look, what's a truce really look like, not to disconcert
what the truth really look like, one voting booth to a hearse
since u.s. is done for, I birth my nation up from
the bones of domestic u.s. black slaves you run from
the female done drowned her draws after I laid down the law
beforehand she laughd me off, if I'm dogging her, she's all-four it
being civilized never worked, demilitarized all your dirt
by blocking me from all your worth, 'til a piece of shit's all you're worth
nine twenty-five twenty-eighteen, I posted up, you notice what
I mean when I said what I mean, no doubt that my blood's cold enough...
[posted 11.6.18, 11:30 pm]

what's contemporary when contempt's no rarity
and you won't find a shortage of niggas too scared to read
the signs, between the lines, but if gang signs signified's
enough reason for niggas to tally black genocide
then surely these niggas in denial like african fish
the number thirteen rise, I breakout from arians' grip
my thumbprints to animal's drumkit, muppets and puppets
not cut from the same cloth as I'm r.i.p'd, so dearly beloved
is what we call who attend services, the burials
still not doing shit to bury truth, and urinals
what a lame's gravesite turned into, I'm not holding you
but if you read through all of my spizzit, kudos goes to you...
now here it goes, the moment of truth encapsulated
I bottle shit up, sit on my work 'til earths' gravitation-
al pull to the Sun is so close, there's a seal between vs
and the clean-up's a bloody period, that's the deal between us....
[posted 6:29am]

..juicy fruit's mtume came up right across the street
from barret junior high, no grace was said over the weak
every day a survival tactic, fuck cracking the books
1983 the glasses cazels getting took
beatdowns every day in either hallway by the crooks
classrooms with busted lights and windows, teachers shook
olhead bobby cook had the bat, told me to point out niggas
cuzn' aundre had my back, told me he'd look out for me
jeffrey oglesby put javon down with me in the yard
we slapboxed a li'l bit, he liked my style, since then we boys
jamal, ant, james, my guyanan boy sean
my boy alex was puzzled by south philly decorum
why niggas outta'-pocket trying a' dig in ya' pockets
to withdraw, fuck deposits, then the law want composites
one thing about s.p., they handled theirs in the streets
in south philly high, barret niggas remembered me
on the strength was respect just over the air we breathed
suh'm in it over here, have niggas relate to heat
the hate rearranged to be what s.p. became to be
when we moved as one body mass outside of our beefs
my nigga busta' raised the newspaper, said "we made it!"
front page: south philly mob raided center city patrons
I wrote a screenplay, my acting cousin fred gave me pointers
critiqued my script as too violent for starters for an audience
the nigga rome came to school with the cop's handcuffs on one wrist
beat the shit out of the cops who tried to handuff him
dame was leaning offa' the pancakes and syrup heavy
had to be pulled out of the street, traffic swerving heavy
just giving you the climate outside south philly high then
swapping clothes and items, spectrum stadium their prime gem
pay at the box office, get beat bloody, then leave hurridly
inside the show, niggas thrown off levels, beat to burgundy
south philly's whole m.o. was some domestic disturbance shit
frustrations let out from what the black mafia's purpose been
black thought told you the truth, that's what they used to do
how to survive amongst the death's what they schooled me to..

...so I be locked into them lottery numbers, deposit them
five to six digits for now with one comma sitting
how we living together and ain't made decisions together
how our money's s'posed to mix when we ain't in business together
see, what you got for me for today? israel, am I real
or not, a bitch laughed in my face before I made her feel
the bar massacre, each delivery of my bars masculine
eleven six, eleven fifteen to two one five massacres
conflicting news reports changed the time up to non-accurate
look, stop with the nonsense, my coup de grace been racking up
the feast for the birds to eat from bones of quite a carnage
paradise done went down into flames, good luck defautling
point breeze done got lit up, ask caesar what's been up
I ain't finished yet until every last nigga here git up
on the words I construct my nine to eleven inchess
to fit brick-shit houses' ducts as odes to nine eleven victims...
you know how a whitie called nine one one on the final thoughts
of that nigga's brains blown out his skull by the police force
you know the course u.s. been on, the tour de force u.n.'s been on
my laws enforced divorce them, since I'm the source of their phenom
I'm working out the details, when I lock into one nineteen
of nineteen, the living conditions'd be set to oblige me...

...ay look, you tell me what happened...me, I'm just stacking evidence
whatever's evident renting too much space like tenements
in my cerebrum to cerebellum, no sentimentals
and I ain't got my chest poking out for pinning metals
on-the-date-of-is-when...then I go back over details
only thing adding up in y'all heads is wholesale to retail
so what I did is how I live, and whom I send is what you get
and that's got, if you get that, then get this: I wants my shit
who wants to see me repeating the first grade eleven times
the first time was the last time, repeated 9th grade a second time
that's 9 once and once, that can be nine one and one
or two 9's, I graduated 1990 bumped
back a year from my class of '89 peers, seventy-one
babies though, but the sum of all fears is when I'm a' come
hades though I rearranged from shade given to rid of me
a heartbeat away from listening to me wu't niggas be
I'd make pang juan submit to a truce with sun bin
as I stained the lingerie of lingering w8men
the day came, the r.a.m. and wu'd have to settle discrepencies
fillies should know, but the wu' men ain't ever for-real dealt with me...

...now, september means the seventh month in latin, so which craft is
you into, since they taught you to spell in english class
you simple, niggas don't know the half? naw, you just play dumb
acting like an ass, your elders said wait 'til the day comes
used to wading in the water and swinging low for chariots
coming forth to carry 'em, pray to christ of nazareth
and wu't I'm saying's don't make me out as the antonym
the image you had projected gave power to manson then
I was shot down, roman polanski's wife was stabbed to death
I'm born again, been fixed on helter skelter ever since
and the beatles summoned lucy up, killer bees buzzed me up
I rumbled the wu'ether, end result, tzu-wu bloodied up
and bloods trying to tell me how to move and what to do
and at first I wanted all of their beds at funerals
but I know the nature of the game is that closet shit
even though he claim to protest that demonic stamp
his face inked with, let's face this shit, I should just body him
the case dismissed, the cold basket case is my moniker
by the time he read this it's too late for the wack's shit
I flood the airwaves with substance, abuse their track lists
tracey'ng my silhouette to be a global strategist
lucyferian agenda lose and fear my catalyst
my 20/20 vision back again, too much candy crush
but I duked shit without a doctor's visit, candy guts
what I pump and then rupture in, only when I command
will my phalllus ejaculate life in the w8mb of man...

...the code truth be the cold truth, I was an old youth
been tired of trial, who would I have spoke to
I don't owe you, I don't know you, I'm alive's what I done told you
you let your borders be crossed, I'm not a hug, I won't hold you
the w8mb was supposed to open, and I was supposed to go in
but guess what, them lips remained sewed up, cold fronts to no end
notice I got no ends, I post in cyberspace, what's outer space
is anything effecting surface areas, so I'm in space
overheads they didn't get, in my head's been where I lived
but one wrong move from a jew done got israel in debt
to bring me out here in-the-flesh, but I said "reserect my dick!"
they can think I'm obsessed with sex, nevertheless I hit
every bunker, hiding space, or safe house, there's no way out
how they beg's by saying "say an amount," there's no pay-out
that's big enough, but give it up, just because it's what niggas want
to be led by the merciless tyranny of this savant
I'm beyond the picture crop, my time beyond tic and toc
my farm harvest a different crop, missing persons enriched the top
soil, I tried warning you, now I'm boiling the skin off mortal men
my conception's an immaculate cleansing to be born again
I compartmentalized inner-conflict, wasn't torn within
I been known who I was past the sin of skin I'm adorned within
niggers castration-stuffed necks decorative tree ornanents
the only means in which niggas fed up to beseech ordnence
to go against their stockholm-syndromed ass mannerisms
the metal cocked to beat bloodclots to brain annerisms
eleven thirty on-the-dot, no heaven-send, that ethers caught
in my command chain, and I demand He'll reign through resistant tarp
my brain's search engine sharp, go ogle mah dik and riddle me this
how bloods pressured past the cuts to their wrists to think of me as
the subservant, but naw, you heard it wrong, I'm the submerger
sue wu't ever you wanted from my city? I'd have you murdered
you was quick on ya' ten toes to cop ya' pleas right to me though
six-nine's when I was put down, I sprout through your trap-doors peepholes
nine trey is when I e.t.s.'d, two-seven bypassed e.m.s.
2-4's what I forever repped, jupiter born to reserect
movie two thousand and one, south philly's been my movie set...
...fade to black...no way in/out from the black whole...to be cont'd...

...they finding more mildewed bodies in houses across the city
the news some bram stoker horrifying cost of living
what's y'all decision, my inc cartridge and pen target a victim
plural, I in-house produce my sound-off, calling out "sick 'em"
the dog whistle, bloods, sha' cum to me just because I breathe
if it's a war, solidified soldiers is all I breed
south philly all I'm repping, and west philly are my brethren
but for vs all to eat right, south philly all I'm left with
between vs north philly I'd contest with 'til they breathless
and lost they wind, and hands extend in friendship, no paramedic
trips anymore, and southwest receiving the word that I'm on
some for-real shit, with for-real deaths, ask why, pick any cause
I rise in the fall, many more bodies to come, and sunni nuff
as if saudis'll come, but this all black philly mob's moving up
be in g'town to west oaklane, worked logan's streets to mount airy
back to olney, somebody mouthed off now bodied, so now fear me
if nothing else, you bump your chests, I address your heart and lungs quick
south philly's notorious for me being who they come up with
you bumped ya' heads, I don't know where you brain went, or which stainless
steel stained more pavement, life don't confuse those who made it make sense
as hustlers do, and vs brothers known to muscle it through
the tunnels to prove that our war been meaning something to you
effecting your moves, we branch to northeast and to frankford
to check up on dudes from the neck up, I'm the one you can bank on
now who's all in for-real, nine twenty-five the fallen for-real
three months ago, to save any of your lives, who you calling for-real...

...alright, where should I begin....u gon' hand me the whole '19
or what, begin to end, curriculum the whole wide screen
...the whole time being that all I'm seeing
is one eye closed and one eye seeing as-if all eye seeing
but look, the eyes snot means your eyes not far removed
from r.e.m., and what your eyelid is is what I got
because you can't see past what I got, it's no hypoth-
esis, my word is all I got to manifest raw shit with
so I revert back to ant christ of the 1-9 a.v.e.
that's the end, '19 is sewed up right there, h-a-d-ees
january, february I'm 48, first 48
thirteenth to fifteenth of june '68 once more I state
march onto war, dumb bitch snapped, didn't want me to call it off
con, you lucky you called me before I killed you all
april, can be the name of a dame who verberates
to anything I say, we came correct as I stood in her face
come what may, wells fargo gonna' give me a free car
and in june, chase manhattan's bank's what we gon' eat on
between vs, the drill music's how much I'm gonna' kill you, shit
july comes, I'll have you trained to piss same way in which you shit
august I put adolf hitler on, that's my nigga for life
from the sui side, that's the south side philly p.a. for life
cooking the pigs from the rooter to the tooter in september
october's a month full of hunted hundreds who ain't protected
between me and me', a meme of mee-mee and me 'bout to have sex
her sh8pe into november would suggest, lol's the invited guest
my size to catch up to nine-eleven, and by december
like deja vu of the prior december that I had hemmed up
but even more potent strength I'll keep you all posted with
the verbatim fans quoting of me that I post and print
this not even the half of my '19 itinerary
I flatten earth my every step, turn it to my penna.tentiary
hollatosis, my killer breath turns it to my cemetary
figure of speech disfigure men, women, whoever 'gainst me...

...so exactly, I got their boltholes as-if I'm cocked in their buttholes
I never undastood their fascination with being cuckolds
you see how they done got too close to me, too close for comfort
how does it feel to go from being the hunters to the hunted
u.s. trump'd and that's my card to play, they played too much with sorcery
considering the source is me, their misfortune's enormous grief
hegelian dialectic's why prodigy's life was took
ritualistic by gem matriac means how a life gets booked
but ay, I kidnap english, it's been anguish on a nigga's voice
contradictory cobwebs entangle a nigga's choice
I'm closer to the onion field, a bay of pigs roast to a grill
made of a pit, no luau, just a grave between coasts to be filled
I'm waiting for their levees to break, the water on their brains
ain't enough, they need water to log the whole of their remains
I pick the crop, I get the drop on whomever I pick to drop
jew high-pollutin' pussies do not get the watch, I shit ju' not
so desperate now to reset the rigs not to reject my script
I keep my laughter on the inside, hope not to fracture my ribs
I'll keep the pressure on the phila. streets as homicide increase
to a mountainous peak, andes and everest could not compete
all I wanted was to breathe not somewhere that put on airs for me
future carnage to walk on to reach the top's what are stares to me
no way at all to prepare for me, just remain in prayer to see
your way through to a safe room, I don't care to be a mere belief...

...as I said, there's no way in and no way out from the black whole
no way in or out for any outsidevs, that's de facto
I snapped a picture of the mark, revolved back to my picture crop
since katt williams mouth came at where I coming from, his breaths are short
but right now, that's besides the point, is the game still truced up with meek
as I seen teef went and put hands on rich the kid's petite physique
while in los angeles, I backed him up since niggas acting up
and don't know how to act, no performing arts class can adjust
to how we be in the building, everybody else blood and crip
but I made sure my philly franchise taylor-dipped, the black outfit
I'm wearing that, my killers so prepared to wrap who dare to rap
without a filter, directed to vs, gets beheaded for plaques
I am not stopping, never off-topic, being nice when I have you fit coffins
money connects about to realize I left none of my children to be orphans
and acorns crack in the park when you walk on 'em, applied pressure to the punk's noggin
as you might've guessed, I cannot be bargained with at all whatsoever, you fresh out options
what's a nuclear missile warhead mean to you, it means you're done, doesn't mean you're through
to any next level on beanie sigel's head whenever I drop him underneath the pews
that I-have-a-dream speech ain't shit but a boule' talking point, your white ass a roast
just because your jew "zionists" put you in my business space, all you'll own is white ash and toast...
...the terms upon which I'll be seen no outsidevs can have input
about, to realize a dream, I only slept nine months then was
cut out abdomen muscles, a saint agnes conundrum being
how I was brought into being via accurate gumption
6.69 on my headstone f I had one, I was ashed up
cremated, to rise from the ash with not much of a hastle
I'm lincoln up with soldiers in the field scoring big on the grid
and I'll conquer the liii, by pressing the world's weight on the riggers...

...imprisonment deliberate, insignificant insignia
to my position, calcified my intuition, still be up
beyond the nyquil kicking in, who's putting up the wallpaper
who's indigenous and who's visitors, how's that a tall statement
I'm only here for my chosen people, that's the raw nature
and my discrimination's beyond any crimes based on hatred
borderlines made of pantylines, you born naked, clothes on later
now brain densities the fences, see, defenseless when closed on later
a.c. to d.c. electricity reversed, the cancer cells
what I came to kill, since heel-heal's me, how's the answer feel
beyond the 69 cancer spells...the wall's what you walked into
partitians, live-in office space to fall into, my call went through
the eagles landed to defeat the banter, I'll keep it candid
as I conquer the liii single-handed, the peeple's mandate
you never scene it cumming, I cornered the queens' orbital beings
whoever seen me cum then, offspring is the stream offered to eat
y'all in the deep parts of the pool, floating in your own bowel move-
ment until the moment of truth, don't come to me now with "how've you
been?"...just cum to my dick, indeed I'm ignorant as bliss
the role given me to play out into death's infinite abyss...
...and the world just couldn't wait for u.s. to get it...
...and the u.s. just couldn't wait for you simps to get me...
...revelation 3 verse 9, see if them jews convince me
I been a.c., jokes aside, this philly's backyard you pitched in
so vs brothers coming to possess all parts of your business
and then route with jew back to the apple cart's connections...
[to be cont'd.]

...exactly...mr. smith been the true hero of the matrix movies
and the c13arence be the true essence to enforce the movement
my queens cousin peachy soliloquied the virgin rose
the day after the queens nyc nightsky was embroiled
in a blue light, heard it was a transformer, very next day
I hit a.c. set for d.c. in the same very next take
such irony, I thought about the two thousand block of ellsworth
bumpy johnson, extracting D. from jews' global net worked
to entrap any parts of GOD, as a fact that'll cost jew all
possessive nouns, and as I walk it off, the map I walk you off
any plea bargain's not a bargain, you freefall below the margin
I recognize hearts, some beats need fibulators for a start-kit
my body of work speaks for itself, I'm keeping mm
is the word, I heard of a few mummers the grim reaper sunk
into a corner pocket, noone can afford to mock vs
plain as day, mumia abu jamal shook your chakras
we know his innocence, but in a sense, fuck the coppers
whose fingerpaint's on homicides of colors bronz to copper
to forest chocklate, the bird box now how I'm gon' off them
catarax caucasoids, no blindfold is ever pardoned
the difference between 315 and 351
is 36, between '17 and '18 recorded hits
the body count on infidelphia in philadelphia
in the keystone state be swelling as I'm getting healthier
the cornerstone of your profit, if you got cents, tuck the coppers
'cause I ain't got the good sense I was born with, clarovoyance
faded as I aged, but I never swayed from my ways of the sage
why's lucyfer damn-near begging me to make my way to the stage?
...what it has to do with is promoting me as ain't-I-christ
if you see how I flipped that script of those who would not grant my price
...and I can't stand for pants saggin niggas standing at all
a violent-times massacre, dying with ya' hands on the wall
I run the game through the wringer, same shit applies as was before
...mister smith didn't get to live past fourty-one and one oh one
days before I became the end result for what's to come...

...well, I'm a' deal with jew two yorkers, who seen the light at astoria
I've been on the mic's ass long enough to bore into all his ducks
I position the eagles simply to post up the scorpion
masquerading as a lion, when adolf hitler' born again
in that leo slot since seventy-two, my nigga's grandfather
was my very first barber, they knew him as track, for race horses
put the cape on me, always cut my sideburns off, that was oldhead
when taper cuts were only 5 dollar bills, I would go there
21st street right offa' reed, very well-known facility
now if you bear with me, chicago, take the el to victory
some other time, take this L and smoke with me some other time
I'm conquering the liii to summerize winter to summer time
jew kabbalists might want all this to look like they're behind the mind
of great thinkers such as I, israel said make shit monetized
he'd be a class act if the bitches' breaths were sodomized
with my lifeforce out of my lightening rod, won't spare the rod
to spoil the child, I see how the pide piper fights the charges
against him, but see I'm above your lawless law that's flawed
you dumb black bitches take that nigga to court, I'll play the part
of the pide piper my own self to zero in on your faults
mind control, believe it or not, I zerod in on your thoughts
my own bloods feeling my word play, I mean what I talk
any false charges put on my name will be settled in court
gestures to the best misses I'd hit as the streets been the court
our featured artist getting back on his feet, we're sending off
snail slugs taking their time to find the marks to end them all
pay me more than attention and respect then when I'm called
on, how philly goes allah hu akbar and bis mi allah...

...this is a memo to you, chase the shark, aka wiley griffin
claim that you're a bipolar nigga, move wrong and your life's over nigga
get the picture, I warned you enough when you was simon-peter
to feed my lamb and feed my sheep, but you ain't seen what I see, thus
to try to raise cain on me, such a consequence be cons' sequence
between vs, your neck is a road map I tread tire cleats on
to see vs, stop trying to predict my streets' facial features
a lot of niggas died since your mouth been in a race to beat me
a lot of crabs and slobs stuck in lucyfer's baby pin seeking
the outdoor wilderness, I been had a seal on their deep breathing
my southpaw diligence keeping my household islamic seeming
but those of the middle east I'm not claiming as of my semen
chase, I could shovel earth on you, I was unearthed to work on it
I bet you your own life I killed you many times before, honest
you act like that bitch michele' nostradamus, I say you are him
you brought up the gunplay, me as the christ was your only warning
I'm past a retard when it comes to leaving limbs detatched and found
in baby food, the dog food, crocodile shit, don't "relax" me now
the bloods rushing to accompany my function, where I come from
getting ahead with my cousins, you lunch, you munch where I cum from
I'm tony c. from the point breeze epicenter of south phila.
body bag a la carte you nigga, fuck with vs, you'll be dinner
and I'm all about s.p.o.rts., and as the ball's now in my court, I brought
back the focus to my quotes from my church cds, how long I taught
the same catalogue I built up from oh five into twenty-twelve
for ears to just catch on, since I broke your hymen now, you can't tell
metaphoric or literal, mike or michele, which is it punk
al-hajj malik al-shabaaz lives...but you do not know you was
and you done chose what you done chose around me...that was to show
the-fuck off, like some rodeo clown, speak now what you know
that I'm coming for what's above your shoulders and below your chin
philly was on-point to call bari your son...what do you call him?
your saving grace? go ahead call him then, he can't save you from me
I'm abel to rise from the depths of He'll, there's no savior but me
you called me mad in your quatrains, I'm realer than crazy, yah'mean
and from now on, do not try to predict anything into being
or next thing you gon' see is your blood and guts poured on the cement...

...alright, how is it that golden tate's going to the golden state
with desert eagles packed in the suitcase, jew know the road I'd take
seeing that put to my face so blatant, what's the risk jew take
when I paved the way and protect every move that my crew make
my bloods stream to reserect me ain't yet at all get to me
but if I scene it, then it's no sweat to me, won't let 'em breathe
in open air, that's the best I can do, and I go from there
racing to resurrect past my own dick when the hoes appear
and every unmentionable act she succumbs to between us too
and if israel tells about me having sex, then he's dust too
the discharge my drill erupts to will flush jew to the sess pool
boilng, such a hot mess jew engorged in from your best moves
and the saints gonna' give vs the game just because I say to
nigga mighta' thought his beef's eighty-sixed, but he remains food
and I'm a' beat the false charges, and st. nich' is my own project
so gods stuck, and when I come back to my old school, I'm no-nonsense
my brother leem received the drop-off, now I'm to receive the top
from some former diva-attitudes adjusting by my out-
come...I drew the breeze to impact new orleans with a crash
course on how I'm a' leave the world for refusing to back off
now if bloods not in a rush to impress me after this feat
more dismemberments of theirs can be found where seagulls eat
I'm not in-hiding, double-u, t.c.'s where you can find me
eleven sixty three was built on the lot where I was found by
nine eleven dialed up about three years and two months after
nine eleven speed-dial froze, crackers are crack-ups, no laughter
on the movie set it's all-action...cinematography
never captured, and it's no rapping...unless you one of vs
who know how to wrap the whole act up....and where I'm coming from
is the triumphant push as back-up...to back off sullen crumbs...

1.13X19 su: jew just put an end to this thread. so jew like to go against my word, when I said that the saints were going to give the game to me. the date now sealed is 1.4.20. gods word [me] is perfect, cont'd. jew done made your choice for you, israel.