Borderlands
I'm MC, MC, MC, some stumps on the right.
MC, MC, MC, MC, some stumps on the right.
All that get money, take money, sound funny.
So I stick to my own, I can feel it in my bones.
These throats and pounds that really downplay the background westbound.
Money down, pussy back, and bloodhound.
I'm so filled with those dollars, dog in their mind.
You can stick that in the police when it suddenly shine.
Only one big one is only in it for the spotlights.
So I'm happy when your dollars still don't sound tight.
Real truth to the life, I write vines for the under.
Blood smoking, bottle cracking, all day slumber.
Who wouldn't give a fuck if the world fell down.
Long as I can twist the fat one and pass it around.
Mr. X to the Z from the liquid crew.
LA to LVN where my man EQ.
Coming live indirect from the neck like this.
Drop home and smoke a split, in the business with.
I stay for MC, MC, MC, MC, some stumps on the right.
MC, MC, MC, MC, some stumps on the left.
Miraculously ingenious, most of those are intravenous.
Hit the squeamish when they attempt to reflex.
Of the apex, shows get rocked, half the words roll the pot.
Hold your block, your whole goal is crunched.
You'll never get them, my rhythm just fluctuates.
Generally don't matter how much you take.
I rush your flakes, crack your lenses.
They gleam like men's feet, cool like men's thaw.
My shit's the end hall, made to leave.
Change the speed, so you roll.
You lie in like Pinocchio, your nose will grow.
Let's go underground from Presco.
Bust these Jews, these diamonds out.
Bust those so many diggas don't know what we rhyming about.
Line it down, trip arching the earth like zombies.
And rock sure dirty lines, we're prisoned into the world is comedy.
They'll rip it honestly, that's why I go to the bottom.
And don't squandering, girl, you'll blow.
You ain't got many, you're busting it.
We constitution, you seek contributions from them for usage.
All of these are just excites, they climb out for users.
Fuck, it's representing you in your poor plan.
Like a competition, not a studio.
Every day I live is like a musical.
Create my own score, or I'll put the end in shaft on my musical path.
MC, MC, MC, MC.
Don't say that, I'm just laying low.
Hey, that's competition, what they at?
I'm not this, I'm steady at the rhythm.
Like a pilot, I keep you silent.
But the turbulence hurts, you'll get violent.
Mega doses, exposures, it's fraudulent composes.
All you get is roses on your grave.
You misbehave as the grave courageous.
Lyrically contained, just spiritually engaged.
The psychedelic ways of Egyptian.
We rips them, cover the mic like the sun.
We eclipse it, because no light shine next to a flow like mine.
As your might ignite the might of past time.
We're punched out, older than the sundown.
I'm on my 11th recollection, the words is fun now.
I display this pain, this way, get in the sound.
I can show off the top while I'm hitting the jack.
My immaculate style, attacking with nails.
The burns of a wacky bitch foul.
Got a full metal jack in the world, I'm suppressed.
The manifest under pressure, cashed out.
A lyrical treasure, nevertheless I get fresher.
I'm on my 11th recollection, the words is fun now.
Oh
Whaa
There you go.
Music
We're like many before
I was a hardly-mean-several
He said, leave us free to fear
But the sparks are on your will
Oh, he doesn't believe me
Take the doctors' pre-me
Oh, the doctors' pre-me
I know right how
Well, they're just a keep right
We've had a few, it's a fit right
We've fought some and some of them wrong
But I had it all and I'm wrong
Oh, he doesn't believe me
Take the doctors' pre-me
Oh, the doctors' pre-me
I know right how
I believe you
Yeah!
Oh, yeah
We're like many before
I was a hardly-mean-several
He said, leave us free to fear
But the sparks are on your will
Oh, he doesn't believe me
Take the doctors' pre-me
Oh, the doctors' pre-me
I know right how
Oh, no
I believe
Oh, no
Yeah!
I believe
Oh, yeah
I believe
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah!
Oh, my God.
Oh!
Oh, my God!
Oh!
Yes!
Oh!
Yes!
Oh
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