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.

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..

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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"//

Blunt, you a wild ass nigga yo... Ha, ha... Everyone else, good lookin' out fa me. Holla, keep uppin' this joint.