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Bashing Heads
02:08
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Authentic rear stitches you Niggas replicas
Think thirty times before you step to us
Expensive hitman shooting out the Teslas
So if you test we ain't fake fighting like no wrestlers
This the main event you niggas undercards
The streets left my heart with hundred scars
No small talk when the gun is large
Maybe even give you a running start
Bullets humming with the strength of a hummer charge
Two thousand miles an hour might hit you and flip your body a couple yards
Body bag the beat flow deadly as the seven sins
Me and Sebb Bash bashing heads again
This a recipe with the special blend
Check the results I'm known for checking chins
For as Detroit I'm well known for getting my weapon in
From a block that bred goons end up dead
Or with some head wounds
I'm the lonewolf howling at the red moon
Your baby mama sex slave in my master bedroom
It ain't rocket science bozo you should that figure one out
Survive black clouds so you can expect the reign is coming
You can hate till you blue in the face but that's not changing nothing
The topic is profit off bars you ain't in the same discussion
Y'all follow footsteps in the sand nigga my lane is custom
My favorite cousin get to cuzzin' he aiming AK's that's Russian
Grandma cried her eyes red when she found out I was shaving onions.
Bless her soul but I was raised in a reckless home
Moms did drugs so stones was like my stepping stone
Connect with souls I'm not here to impress the flesh and bones
Grew up around niggas imitating mafia Joe Pesci roles
Alone with chrome as a stroll down this sketchy road
Like a hacker that failed breaching the system you got a respect the code
Gold on my chest worth a couple K's
Lines over your head like you brushing waves
Please tell the competition I already dug the graves
After this verse I'm a give myself another raise I think I deserve that
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Mental Tats
02:49
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We on a whole nother level with this shit now
You know what i'm saying
This is greatness straight from 6 Mile
Where clips flip smiles I spit crowns over synth sounds
You outta breathe by the 5th round, nigga sit down
This a marathon you sprinting with bad reception
They blast wessons, you fake thuggin is your last impression
You ain't the boss that you thought if you can't pass a blessing
Laughed at lessons, now lack in intregity in the masters presence
I rather grab ya fuckin neck, fore i grab a weapon
Thats the way im built, braveheart under a plate of steel
Life's a game of dice my nigga I just play the field
It's like a old school gangsta move im just staying reel (Real)
State the truth, I take the booth like a sabertooth
If you see me holding a piece (Peace) it aint to make a truce
Off my rocker, malicious mindstate since a fly weight
Betting horses running 5/8's at a fine pace
This verse might help boost the crime rate
Ayo lil ant ant I told these niggas
Aint want no smoke with me out here
Back in the day, you get a backhand or jab to the face
Interactions with snakes get manhandled if I pass them to Nate
I attack raps with the passion of Sebb grabbing a crate
Was a crumb snatcher, now my raps help batter the cake
Ya career on a pier, bouta take a splash in the lake
With cement shoes, here's a straw for a breathing tube
Im mean and rude, a heeven goon if you breach the rules
I dream with tools, no ones immune to how the demons move
Everytime you rap a verse nigga ya nose grow
Coincidence I upgraded the .38 to .44
I got a different train of thought when I approach a track
Emotions, facts, promote soldiers and expose the wack
My music go live longer than me
So I don't compromise, my name won't erode in the D
I just crack the Davinci code using the code of the streets
Still cold blooded highway to heaven Im holding ya seat
Peace
This a meeting of the gods
Where the real niggas thrive with our mind to survive
Commit crimes if we have to
Use the ink to remember mental tattoos
It's like them shits embedded in my brain and the pen release them
You know what i'm saying man
This a meeting of the gods
Where the real niggas thrive with our mind to survive
Commit crimes if we have to
Use the ink to remember mental tattoos
Nobody better than my daddy and I mean that
Yeahhhhhh damn right
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Crown Us
02:32
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The passion of writing
From an abstract mind, I mastered the science
A flash from my past, I had to clash with the tyrants
Where craft is to grab and snatch up ya diamonds
Small minded man can't wait to laugh with the giants
My path is with David we built a raft with the pirates
Now feel the wrath of the riot
The poor eat the rich, fuck the flash of the sires
We cerebral as that evil that's attached to that virus
My verses residue from the shit I use to pass to my clients
Way before yall was talking bout my raps is the finest
Now I'm boarding jets giving daps to the pilot
Pray to the most high, all i ever ask for is guidance
My family is private, a father before a author
I slaughter and half of my publishing go to my daughters
You cross us its go be some blood dripping on some joggers
What's a life jacket to sharks when you swimming in them waters
Every synonym for lawless, we embraced it
Pain from the pavement, dangerous language, brave and abrasive
Days in the basement, paging these statements, paid me with patience
Always props to Big Proof and definitely giving praises to Famous
I'm self motivated, peaceful but volatile where the vultures waiting
Treat every opportunity like loaded bases
The streets is so persuasive
The results is the reason that my flows contagious
I just give yall the coping stages, vinyl with Copenhagen
No complaining the outcome of the route run
Sometimes you lose battles before the crown come
Now crown us
Rappers dropping Jim Duggan weapons
I'm so far ahead my competition is having fun in 2nd
The path less travel always come with blessings
Meticulous double checking with a 100 questions
Mental I'm never unprotected
I found fortunes in my failures now I'm outsourcing to Australia
Corporate business deals with the enforcers and the traders
My movie uncut you can see the tortures in the trailer
A portion of my paper go to less fortuned and unfavored
I prayed for this, this very moment imma own it
I heard the omens and move accordingly
I'm self made and nobody is extorting me
Crown us cordially fore I get disorderly
Got the lawyer fee
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5. |
Where's The Garbage Can?
02:56
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Ayo, picture painter that live in danger malicious neighbors
Visions tainted, visualize the villains faces
The deal with anger, aggressively heart rhythm changing
You talking tough, but German Rugers
Speak a different language
I point you out, I promise
I won't have to lift a finger
Im in the lab just imagine Jigsaw's living chambers
Take some listens to get the layers, what I pen on paper
Im from the mold where its consequnces if you late with bread
Punch a nigga, watch him wobble wobble and stanky leg
Wish me luck when im stomping I hope i break a leg
Or Scott Hall with the brawl, hit with the razors edge
I'm sick as the thoughts
While you running that run thru Jason's head
Well connected pull a couple strings like the Grateful Dead
Take the pledge to remain ill like I didn't take my meds
Higher learning knowing
Its a lot of Remy's that dont shave they head
Yall social media tough, my cloth is a different thread
Thats a fact nigga
We create the waves
Make sure we don't sound like nothing
A bunch of clones in a cipher tryna have a discussion
And im disgusted
You niggas trash where's the garbage can?
How dare you say these niggas is nice man
You should jump in the trash can with all yall fans nigga
Niggas ducking smoke like the house is on fire
Fresh kicks in your face like Ronda Rousey on the flyer
Im from the mud you niggas come from bubble baths
No troubled past, I was with crack dealers
Cutting class hustling bags
I'm in the jungle like David Attenborough
That's why my raps is thorough
With a bitch with ass and curves and classic curl
Ya chicks a freak like Stifler's mom, young Bishop Don
Itchy palms like when the Cavalier's picked Lebron
A sure bet, tours next, store reps
Look forward to what I record next
Think like Nike its just more checks
From doorsteps seen street war vets in gore-tex
Smiling as bullets tore flesh
I was torn but was born to be this narrator
Humbled and grounded I never air favors
Air Penny's in rare flavors
Once in a lifetime greatness how could you dare hate us
Unbelievable we international you regional
You niggas trash where's the garbage can?
How dare you say these niggas is nice man
You should jump in the trash can with all yall fans nigga
You should be endorsed by glad bags nigga
Get the fuck out my face
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6. |
Deadly Dialogue
03:24
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Bars Over Bs
Where the dialouge is deadly
Sebb Bash
Let's Do This Shit Ayo
I was seasoned for this please let that marinate
Product of a broken home had to share the plates
Good thing my skin was tougher than a pair snakes
Use to carry shanks, load my deuce deuce up and stare at banks
The risk for rewards I was prepared to take
Good thing that didnt detonate
Now I'm in Birmingham, Michigan sipping wine with a cherry taste
While the top chef prepare the steaks
With a chick saying she could have married Blake
Later on, imma be holding that bitch head
Like the free throws that Rick Barry take
My flow the goldmine
Think like the first line off Phone Time
Swiming in the crime wave the coke fiends use to nose dive
(Wooooo)
In the deep waters of addiction, they was enlisted
Cuz it was family traditions, generations of niggas twitching
Yall niggs tripping, thinking Jordan woulda won all them chips without Pippen
See that's the difference
Im'ma team player when most of these niggas is selfish
Haters jeolous they get found with shellfish or Elvis
I need blue notes like Harold Melvin, smell me?
I don't think yall catch the drift
Yall look like some sloths trying to catch a fish
I take pride providing the young minds with investment tips
Conversations priceless where price tags on niggas head just like Isis
Home of the ice grill, plenty violence
Hear the sirens, a dopedealer dead left with all his diamonds
Killed by a private the hit was sanction by a tyrant
I move in silence just me and a firearm
Clearly I'm prepared for the deadly dialouge
Where the dialouge is deadly
You can run but can't hide
Its nowhere to go
Where the dialouge is deadly
Only the strong go survive
Yeah
See niggas talk with machines
To leave niggas on machines talking
Watch your words
And more importantly my nigga
Watch ya back
The first score of my life, it was cold as ice
I was cornered to fight
A pitbull could be nice until you provoke him to bite, right?
No job I had to report to the nights
Now I record what I write
I'm nice like a young Chuck Norris with knifes
Lifes gamble I had to roll I couldn't forfeit the dice
A portion of my fortunes came from exploiting some wives
I ain't gotta lie to yall, crack packs the same size as Tylenol's
Adolescent years now it's 3 point 5's off blow inside the bars
Street arguments no arbitror
The pump in the front of the car with me
Just like the carbonator
Self preservation first law of nature
Deep waters with the sharks and gators I call them neighbors
Most niggas flaws is the broads they favor
Hometown of the heartless haters
Convos cause the conflict
Sign to the streets but clearly I didn't read the fine print
Was so poor I use to have to steal so I could pawn shit
Now everytime I drop a verse my palm itch
Where the dialouge is deadly
You can run but can't hide
Where the dialouge is deadly
Only the strong go survive
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8. |
Con Uno
01:33
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One of the illest ever my pen is better
Conditioned clever black clouds
Malicious weather
Fricitious tellers
Rappers rocking they bitches sweaters
My name synonmous when they mention terror
While yall was on timeout
I was sipping Cris with Webber
These peasants don't deserve the crumbs
Your bars bland covid effect
Another worthless tongue
This wave is like a church of bums
Each verse is ummmmm
Me losing nigga
Have you ever seen a turtle run
Ya twitter rants is like a field of ants to elephants
The most benevolent but if you cross
I'm a terrorist
One of the scariest
I stare at you
You might need a therapist
Your irrelvant as the 10th man on the Pelicans
Desert Eagles for ego and arrogance
I'm superbad like Tony Harrison
Most of yall got cosigns its embarrassing
And still can't compare to this
A pair 5th's no Dikembe
You'll be hanging out with Ghost
Like Lorenz Tate
This the power of Shaq
Making the rim break
You a thin steak to a butchers knife
Lifes a gamble and I took the dice
And let them roll
I let them roll
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Destinations (interlude)
01:30
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10. |
Feed The Kids
03:02
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Poverty prisons where we was serving time
Turned to crime, an empty stomach use to hurt my side
Learned to grind no google I had to search my mind
The turf aint kind
A friend face ya first shirt design
Pay attention to red flags like a matador
My path was poor
Blood baths in the wrath of war
When they on ya poach with them mags
You can't slam the door
No witnesses, sometime that life lost is innocent
I was diligent where bags and pipes was the instruments
Where niggas a cross lines
Quicker then illegal immagriants
Them hungry nights I use to write
Made me this lyricist
Gave me this inner strength
This aint no video game you Cyberpunks
Life punch me wit the strength of a Zion dunk
Lounging where the lions hunt
Empty fridge when it was full
Filled with the filthy pigs
A nightmare cuz the OG's know you can't pinch the kids
Let me feed the kids
This just a spoon full of that real shit
You know what I'm saying
Incase you ever come into that fork in the road
Don't let that fly over ya head
Hope you copy that
The picture was black and white
Antenna's missing
Picture my face in the projects homie
It was written
No church choir could lift my spirit
Life was cutthroat
Im a lightskin nigga thats done playing just like Nutso
The inside of the ground got infinite real estate
Where meals is minimum
When we finish eating we would lick the plates
Savor the moment
Enter the brains of the bravest of soldiers
Street fighters are first fighters
Was over video game controllers
Raised as poachers
The stomach pain made of innovative
Now I'm in the lab with pen and paper
Burning sage I can hear the natives
I listen close as a kid I can hear the crawl of a roach
Two nights without eating
My story break the heart of ghost
I make music you vision just close ya eyes
I'm a capricorn, goat design how I approach the rhymes
No more smoking swine
Read how to eat to live
Knowledge and experience
Is what im here to leave the kids
Now let me feed the kids
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11. |
Cant Candy Coat It
03:36
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13. |
Immortalized
03:00
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