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[Verse 1: Skunkz]
Hey yo
The sound youāre hearing from the gods break down cigars
Scrape the sauce, the castā
pileā
the size ofā
quasars
Create large cake jars and makeā
bake stars
Relate bars, for shit in the street
I make hitsāthenāIāsleep
Iām sick, someāshit you canātāvisit for weeks
The spliff and the leaf got me acting like kids in a tree
Was down bad then I had to get up off my ass and smile fast
A wild past but you know my style last so pile cash
I take the bowl and then I shake it to a money knot
My days was grey but hey I made my way all through them sunny blocks
I used to bunny hop but now we rock drums with Glocks
N***as hate but wasnāt food on my dinner plate
I hit the state and skate with ice like a figure eight
A skunk swimming in a bigger lake
Bitch you know my circle
[Verse 2: [?]]
Yo
You feel my ambiance
You know the move when God speak
N***as out here running in circles I move at Godās speed
Artist, paint strokes give you a perfect picture
This rated real so itās only for a certain n***a
You know the hustlers, n***as that beat the sunup
And work ātil the sky turn black then count the sum up
Stay on their Pās and Qās to have one-up
So look through the eye of the storm to see my come up
I risked it all, hard to turn back, my backās against the wall
Barely got a shoe in the door, the other shoe to fall
Two to fall is what they offered to the first-timers
I learned life listening to old timers
Thatās real
[Verse 3: Reef Hustle]
Stab real
Reef Hustle, the reef hustler
The street toucher, the weed bumper
Keep it fun, keep the gun underneath [?] muffler
The gang trust her
She wanted fam, a hundred grams thatās every ten minutes
Kicks is vintage and them boogers dance
BM driver, DM finder
A bad bitch cause n***as mad they aināt got to rhyme with an iller lineup
A thousand words camera solo no assassin polo
The only jumpman I stamp son is the Pun logo
The Bronx bomber, some real energy now fuck your karma
Iām the truest, real influenced n***a fuck [?]
The Kingsbridge spitta, get rid of these wack n***as
No felon, you keep it no telling, stay away from these rap n***as
[Verse 4: [?]]
Hey yo
Feel like Iām desensitized I seen a lot of shit
[?] I commit to put dollars inside my fists (Do he?)
Snakes aināt just in my cellar they live in my midst (I see them)
See them n***as try to befriend me, smile and politic (Fuck outta here)
But Iām a different breed, up my sleeves got a lot of tricks (Uh-huh)
Know Imma get mine by any means, Iām an optimist
Been a god shitting on top of this metropolis
Street scholar I could teach colleges
If you look deep inside my mind youāll see smoke from a lot of piff
Rhymes, money scams, finesses and ghetto hieroglyphs
Been a big dog, you a microchip
I get love all across the board, you flop cause they donāt like your shit
(Fuck n***a)
[Verse 5: Vic Spencer]
Uh
Iām like Clive Drexler in a Tesla (Fancy)
No matter the weather I [?] like pleather
Weak n***as, defeat n***as, while smoking three Swishers (Smoking)
How the fuck yāall gonā beat Victor?
(Huh?)
Your rhymes lighter than some flea-flickers
You snort sand from the beach n***a
How you wanna get slummed, from the hand or the feet n***a
Iām with the super legend in a coupe with a beverage
Smoking with the youth in a session
They say Iām an ill n***a like Nas
And they donāt know that I rap chip on my shoulder with scars
I hold the weed hostage
I hug the tree until I bleed gardens
Iām overseas while I greet Martians (What up)
Spicy turkey chili with pineapple chunks
Uh, Imma aet regardless
[Verse 5: [?]]
Yeah
Uh
The words melting in the page
Celtic with the fades energy pressing through the days
Know she felt it through the [?]
The images engraved
[?]
Know they switch up like a blade
Gotta [?] to sustain
Distant visits through the pain
Thereās no limits to the brain
Take one minute to refrain
[?] digits in the rain
Quantum drift to a different lane
This a different world but the shift the same
She started to strip soon as she hit the ācaine
N***as sleep and let āem keep the fame
They stole my phone I fell asleep on the train
Easy stain, blood squeaky and drained
[?] see me again
[Verse 6: [?]]
Check
Moves
Still selling raw got drugs in the car
Three or four broads with some razors in their jaw
Thereās really nothing, steaks on deck
We gonā steam you like a dumpling, the trap jumping
Trampoline in the coffin, shooters heat you up
While I eat a McMuffin
Iām King Joffrey
Catching stunts with the posse, undertaker for the paper
Got a shovel for the haters, tombstone and itās [?]
Penny out the bottle I bet on myself
I aināt never play the lotto
Plug named Carlos
Duffel bag of Wellās Fargo bubble like soda
My bitch in a thong and she watching Law & Order
N***a