hustle from those cold days and nights we used to call it Nipsey
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hustle from those cold days and nights we used to call it Nipsey
Lebron is a quitter, only legacy he can buy is at a Subaru dealer
You pull a pistol and watch slugs tear through tissue
Instead of dealing with issue's with fists
It's a blood for blood dismissal
Thermal infrared verses heat up earth like high levels of greenhouse gases
Yes to be falling on a bench a sick ass blanket i would just be like yes i hope the rain is gone how we take off at night you could do a gang of hitting the spot staying there for a long time passing out blankets blankets and ish out up the pass out there a nap trying not to sleep a zone
Faded like faded like im faded i can get blown by the wind faded bright ass lights south i would be listening feeling the bombest blaze to pass out it would take a long time to finish and how would it taste smoke uf we go far away whats up yea alright sick seasoning faded i want to get the fuck out of here fucked fucked up
Britney Spears emcees rather go to mental health facilities than battle me
Foes with glass mandibles get shattered like Iverson did ankles
Hit skank hos with this big dick in they clit and my index in they stank hole fuck a lingerie pose fuck a bitch till the condom break op-en
Emcees have impotent bloodline, they lack clutch gene like LeBron in crunch-time
When you re faded nobody hitting you up quiet all quiet and shit yea yes at night a walk like you feel pain but you dont as you parade you feel tree branches dirt small pebbles striding and ish when you finally get home damn you kick it take a shower when you when you crash out what to do faded i must be in the back
Rip mics in stereo in collapsing
Destroying microphones brain cells dial tone
Ya dialing phones
Ya dialing flows
When I edit you down to dialing souls
Sending bitches crying home, with vaginas torn,
Blindin foes with this rhymin gold diamond flow
Ever never seen what ever cha checking endeavors major or not
get cha dismembered, sent cha on september, while you enter my november
I end this hapless parody on the chilliest day in december when ever
Ill imagery of John Gotti with shotty durin’ penitentiary lobotomy
Obviously I'm da G that'll put ya head in a colostomy bag smokin more mc's than Rastas be MAN, Yu Yu Hakusho ya ass, kuwabara Beatin ya after school has passed
In temple of darts like famished mako sharks ready to tear flesh apart
Smoke when a piece hits and it goes smooth you get a bunch of clean air smoke i would be in this location south orange county go then leave would hear an alarm time yes lets smoke chill smoke go everywhere i would pass some hit and then get faded as f cool done faded sick yes i could not wait how we hit how it goes leaves like the clouds holding the smoke hot box cool in a spa
I had to go far and ish would i would just yes i would be over how the sun light comes in through the glass back through green that exact radio signal magic where to go over there something we play with it makes its light how to how it balances it goes it is gone we just go everything we see around cars why do the fuck do they pass by trip they get the fuck out they pass by and shit i have to go would you be being taken me under the influence and be there i would need to bounce home local would a night still here yes like meters
Opposition’s demise mysterious like the death of Sonny Liston
Inferno carnage, char emcees because I don’t pay homage to garbage
Wack cats remind me of newborns cause they’re constantly on their backs
As i move slow yes left then right but if you do it fast its quick no but i did it very slow to one side then the other i can barely move and walk hang time like 2 long seconds in mid air it goes in i have to go smoke a bowl i blaze yes i get fucked up lets i lets play again faded i cant wait till the next one when balls get launched from deep but they go in another try needing to smoke to release high high as fuck
Yes waking up i been out like i do have to do something but yes i need to toke i have to go somewhere yes i must feel i hope it dont hit when im outside im here what i am feeling beyond faded
Razor Ruddock rhymes sharp on Mic as Tyson in his prime
Women say intercourse with me is bestiality cause I’m hung like a race horse
T f ? Where in the cuss word but it's no longer there I erased it it went it took off it bounced what been yes it it's it been gone yes how like I wouldn't mind but like yes they be there like do they trip I just right here will everything looking at my watch hey yes how it is coming out oh but like yes how like I go somewhere but I have to continue to move how long yes over a fence roll I think I made it but i think I may need a ladder yes in land but how crazy is this f n how the sun rises and says goodbye when it leaves yes how or what ever the time rhyme is
Dead em read em their rights
Know what’s left seen pledges
Erecting ledges with towers
Only clearing levels could be allowed
smash e'm like mario brothers do bricks
homes hover clones get thrown in lava
mass extinction level event in this kingdom
My flows be bunker busting
Nuclear winters coming
followed by Godzilla stomping thru
wit other kaiju in tow oh didn’t cha know
Formidable foes know I’m unbeatable like Ignacio Zaragoza on Cinco de Mayo
Thoroughbred verses unbeatable like War of Will at Preakness
Execute foes when I snatch hearts out chests like Mayan priest in Apocalypto
These R&B rappers after platinum but all they get is R. Kelly golden showers
Honies say I’m hung like Barbaro that’s why they love to mount me
Black like panthers I don’t rock pumas
I scuba dive with adidas tracksuits on
Gold chains like I’m rakim allah
Picked ya mind off the floor like a brutality
Morality capstone you wack homes
Get cha graduating to the kiddie pool
Y’all fools when I warping past ya light speed
Mexican hardwood bone collector how I’ll drop Floyd Mayweather with a sadistic crossover
Never done cannabis but I do get munchies after I smoke emcees
It's a tragedy like the passing of Sean P
Me and my goons deeper than Aryan's in the penitentiary