I'm on my second wind off of this No Doze,  my eyes meet - so close/ While watching for the 5-0's (Fievals)/ (the) Only rodents that I know/ Dress shirts & pants, quite simple to keep your ties close// Keep it cotton (my nigga), a hundred, why even try boast?/ ---Go to jail doing 5-10, and return back to the kitchen chef'n pies again/ Jay said he wanna rap like Common Sense/ im 5 Mill away from losing all of Common's Sense/ When your sense aint Spidey like/ You grind hard  for the party life/ Fat ass, Big tits, Bicardi Sprite's/ Green Lantern, brightest days- turn to blackest nights/ Black Hoodies, Ravolli bag's, ditch the burner types/ ---Not concerned with life/---- Only concerned with Right--Now/ and any wrong, styles get cracked like white owls/ And grape dutches/ Hustle? Hate it or Love it/ Rather bend the scenario, than stay stuck in a bucket/ Two Tears and a Fuck It, Im no Government puppet/ Removing these strings, flip off Japedo, proceed to get duckets/ This aint no rebel shit label it rethoric/ Traveling Monk replenshing (Replenishin) spoken words longest deficit/----Smoking that Black Water, letting D'Evil's play/ Made in his image, He is I, So I don't need to Pray/ And they don't need to say/ Much, to Yah-Weh (Ya-Way)/ Word to Blue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way/

I told them motherfuckers this is "IT" ---- We going for the top and I can't "QUIT" --- Wont slow it down from nothing, not one "BIT" ---- Over the stress, my life reset so I can "LIVE"// 
 
Flicking a wave to every bitch I ever fucked with/ Not every woman is a bitch, but they can jump ship/---- Enough with---- Searching for Misses right, found Misses Heart of Stone/ I want Misses Let's Fuck Tonight/ --Corrupted sight/ visually blinded by the beauty with a ugly personality to put it light/ ---(Yea) You know the type? that play alot of game, moth to flame, never taking note to the Inferno's spite/ ----So have a light/ Spitting in Unison, the truth within the words, letting the sample sing the verse GOODNIGHT/---So Misses Stone/ greet Mister H20, capable of splitting rocks in half once the pressure grow/Maybe i'll let it go----/ Or you can be another name that have slane, and left a hole in like a Cheerio/ ---So Cheerio/ You wasn't Cereal, or Serious-ly thinking that I wouldn't crush ya feelings.....oh?

Y.S. - I Can Live (prod. by Constrobuz)

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