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.g.h.e.t.t.o.
This is off the top, no need to write it down//
I'm ghetto, like writing my name on cement before it hardens out// I'm talking about nothing specific// Mostly in digits, lastly into minutes// Every other time, I be hard into women// Every other rhyme I keep heads spinning// When i'm on the grind, O-T, or out of my mind// I'll find a safe way to creep up from far behind// I stay on top like I'm crazy glued to the number one sign// Face it, don't dodge it like the matrix// Stay awake like no doze and black coffee, tasteless// Rearrange it; the flow is way beyond human thinking// You won't get it, until you talking to your grandchildren in thier places// Enigmatic gives deep thoughts, like thinking in the basement// Feeling what I spark, could ignite future generations// I'm on it, yup; on a whole other level// Niggas close they eyes for my instructs with mentals// (instrumentals) Ya should be grateful just to talk to me// I'm jalapeno, hot, your flows are cold, down in the deep blue sea// I came from living out of a hole with just 2 g's// Being on my two knees, asking God, "just please..."// Please believe I came up out the dirt// Rolling my sleeves up so they won't get dirty from work// My boss was a jerk, the day I quit I just smirked// Knowing one day I'm gonna let him know how it feels to be hurt// Came back 2 years later just to buy the place// But told the dick, "ahh fuck it, I don't got money to waste"// That's when ya enemies want to smile up in your face// When you begin upping your papes, that's just the beginning of the race// The hood is dying from aids, and unprotected safe sex// But yet, Bloods, Crypts and M.S. wanna cause a wreck// Y'all just some niggas who're pro-dicks, while i'm a number 1 pro pick// From the pro~jects, from a hood where we all pro-tecks// And protect all and everything that we get or got// Mind me, 'cuz at the time our speech just secks, I mean sucks// But for you fucks, who i've been eying down// This is for all y'all niggas, tryin' ta take my crown// Like a Dalmatian that's spotless, in my hood ya sticking out// And I am gonna stop this, and end ya flame like putting cigerattes out// It's cold in D.C., and trust me, ya don't want the heat to come out// Don't you remember last time me and Blunt teamed up?// Y'all still ain't recover yet pals!// |
That was some hott ass shit.
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ha-ha... bangin' tha heads of mu-fuckers who thinkin' they can test with LaFamilia.. ill verse son.. still---> not d-r-e .. ak-niggas.. it's enig's day niggas, lyrical clips spray niggas.. lol...
"Enigmatic gives deep thoughts, like thinking in the basement// Feeling what I spark, could ignite future generations// " <---- live in the moment dawg.. safe line yo.. |
Immense shit dawg,
good drop: Came back 2 years later just to buy the place// But told the dick, "ahh fuck it, I don't got money to waste"// |
.Wild Boy.
Blunt, you a wild ass nigga yo... Ha, ha... Everyone else, good lookin' out fa me. Holla, keep uppin' this joint.
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