-Technician- - Truth Is...
s.R. - Drinkin Liquer Out of a Chalice
billy - some shit

Just a perplexed man representin intentions wit nothin left,
Feels like livin in different dimensions as I summon death,
No need to let them push me cause I got weed,
End up sendin em the wrong way at top speed,
Turns out bein a long day for those tryna drop me,
Drugs flowin Im knowin I got info that the cops need,
Laugh as I realize these guys hidin something tense,
Eye contact as I laugh and jump they fence,
My contract is wacked It makes no fuckin sense,
So I dont use it, hand it to the man found humpin dents,
Violence my second choice when dealin with them,
Same goes for mothafucka's tryna steal my rythem,
Ill never be a criminal thats just concealed in prison,
Justa crazy mothafucka makin the real decisions,
Walk with my head up cause I can be proud,
Aint a thief but Ill keep what it is that we found,
I aint talkin bout weed when I say three pounds,
Aint in controll on drugs becuase now I see clowns,

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