Draws


After a blunt I'm forward and front
Show you how they rat ta tat tat, matta fact I'm probably on a man hunt
With empty henieken necks, brews and bredrens
Gorillas who climb blunts turned realler over nine months
Triggers got young angels in heaven some old too from an arsenal strapped to a gunner chest like O2
Jaro smoked a mind and wrote you, Sincerely yours
Appealing to the villian
Soulful soul food full soul of course
Remorse for my murdered bredrens who well known
Let's refuse to call hell home
Philosophers, typical black males who post bail roll thru life resorting to those sales hustle and muscle with life
Enough tussle to fight
Like some prophet insights I see the future and PoliSci say get a 9-5 but I don't believe you
Cause when I meet an interview he don't believe u neither
Either D or the freefall defeats all your purpose got you unsure like a see saw; up and down
Married to the game but couldn't conceive, yah wife's a (silence), she keen to your death but never bereaves
She never grieves, she a hoe in fact so toke it black
Put your mind at ease b4 more world wars
The mentality of each is each teaches the life lesson, life's essence, appreciate life's blessings
Too much times I seen though I'm blind it's irony
The fiend on his knees tryna get at me honestly
I look in the mirror at the sinner smoking a pinner
He looks stacked
He looks vex
He looks strapped
He shook black?
Nah, he's looking for direction in paradise lost
They say that when u grow up Ro the paradise yours Draws

I'm so high from the rhythm that we're under that I got to rule the world [x2]

Jah aint the average black rap bastard grabbing on the straps and gats that he grabbing or girls that he tags in tag teams
He's mad with his handle
Jocks who put rocks in their socks and socks in their sandals ante upping with he, eating supper with he
He casa su casa like the last supper with the Jew
Judas kiss Jesus
I'm feeling like a snitches lips on my face too
I'm nobody in the circuit cause nobody's flow is perfect
Old convicts in army fatigues tell me it aint worth it to live wealthy
Healthy! Move stealthy
James bond flip out phones
I flip round hoes
Look I aint tryna flip out no
I sip black and coke and smoke spliffs and toke spliffs that choke
(cough) Dragon draws
I drag on but don't brag false
No Ro's the dag'on truth
Shoot Can't touch me
Outta bullets your chrome rusty
Outta flows no vocab your dome's dusty
Snitches run from the sickest raw dogg
Big smoker blunts come with 64 draws

I'm so high from the rhythm that we're under that I got to rule the world [x2]







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