"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

[Mantra]

No time to rejoice your blindfolded in the Royce
Neck stripped for necklace overthrown I'm overjoyed
The bum on the corner told you don't fuck with me know your trapped in Waste land the opposite of Disney
Niggas ain't dying from bullets but kidney failures and overdoses
Have to look over shoulders young soldiers trying to get money like power brokers
Rolling up lightly fuck Mike these young hoods want to shoot like Spike Lee
So it's Mo Better Blues in Harlem Nights
The dealer's junglefever bagging up white
While killer cops shoot us unarmed my boy survived sued for half a mil know he's got his own weed farm
Plus a asian made sipping ace of spades
It's going down like narcotics flushed as the feds raid
I know one day i gotta go until then I'm the prodical son
No longer moving Birds just smoking herbs with spoken words
You idiot admitting it you wanna kill me cause i expanded your hoes clitoris
It's another one got out my case sucking my lawyers breasts with the pump in my waist
She said it's too good to waste muscle kid thought he was flexing champion gun changed his pace
He's lucky i was trying to bring peace without a calico you chickens don't beef
My face oxy clean he died in his sleep like Pimp C with the lean
Underground King writing verses in my wooden casket
Niggas more perverted than Bill Cosby gropes im groping the rachet
All i know ass tities and assets sharpshooter by the green benz with a homicide in progress