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You like Amare Stoudemire with dreads
Bobbleheads, chatterboxes flappin but I got a lot of em fed
Common head, cold level, minor setbacks, minor threats
To block them is kinda step, step back
This shit is not knockin like the feds
Dont get your head cracked lackin common sense
Honour where my felt it
In mi casa you dont got no wins, just to match the losses
I dont have in your gym
Opposites attract, opulents, the mud wouldnt stick
The sun make it so my souls crumblin
They thuggin with neighbours
Young, more than one hole in one, with no mulligan
Sellin kids culture with death, circlin like carryin
The more the merrier, phone got you livin vicarious
I smell it, cause its so hot
The veil lifts, the pains salient
Niggas started choppin at the road blocks
As far as tracks, were goin off
Brought the stroganoff beef, holy water
You know its not unique to your boy
At all is comin out the teeth
Streets flooded like the pants werent touchin the sneak
They rain dancin on this Northern Star
On all accounts paid the cost to see this far
Im not on board with the board
You try to lead me on
Im pullin strings, its time to let me off
The cook will send you
Protect your neck and dont forget the heart
We upper echelon with it, thats what theyre checkin for
Im givin a fed a conch for them
Im duckin when the quiver launch missiles in the dark
Miss me with the gliver mark, switch hitta
Keep the innings long, nigga