Uploaded on Oct 14, 2010
I'm so cold with it,
the potency of the beat is consistent with the fact that Mos did it
not shaken or stirred
in da presence of those niggas
they only after ya bread
them fuckin' birds
you think they like your haircut fair enough
live your life patna
guess I could keep these two cents in my pocket
add that to these underground rap dollas
refused the majors and stayed real I kept my promise
rolled Bambus in the Bahamas mama
it's either that or them strawberry coladas
X-box web browser
download a updated NBA roster
play eighty two game season
condo full of snacks
Spitta not leavin
off brand muffuckas
you are not even
on my level
write that sickness my ink pen sneezin'
Yancy Thigpin can't catch me sleepin'
you ear hustlin' muffucka and I'm eatin'
creepin' with my side bitch
hope I don't get caught cheatin'
New Orleans dis morning
New York in this evening
squintin' they eyes and shit they can't see him
fly in the high
them bugs can't be him
illegible letters in my legends they can't read him
odometer broken I ain't know that I was speedin'
slow gin for these bitches
I got that game from my Pittsburgh nigga
SV Diablo 96 wings lift
Daniel-san crane kick WUAH!
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