I could display sly cliches and amaze the sick, but like a man who was smoking and finally quit...
I try to find higher paths to improve my shit...
no sniping or dickriding....just unique spits.
Its a hard road to take and its like make or break,
but I practiced real...to late to be fake,
ape a man on a track and you're da new heavy weight
and can walk like a MAN...confident gait,
but you got to take it further, real skill transcends murder,
I aint no real jigga but I'm glad to drop sh*t herre,
say "I'm the baddest" and I'll tell yuh I hear yuh,
but decked with no record...your job's far from over.

I stare down the road...see no tricks no G's,
no glocs no b-blocks...just Caribbean trees,
Its just the word that I seek...the word we all speak,
don't matter where I'm from...I can unleash the heat,
So incense curling, locks twirling... I review the world,
hittin on inspiration.... like I hit on a girl,
tickling this oyster to retrieve the pearl,
its da mad rappa epic, fuck benjamins... total.

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i was feelin some of ya bars it seems like some of ya bars r there just to be there but overall i thought the verse was aight

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beezy crew fo life
1 love live life
2 the fullest

HOLLA @YA GIRL

beezy crew from life to death
n when I die put the colors across my chest