getting the large cash stacks with numerous stashes,
cause money dont grow on trees but dont banks have branches,
when time does come to collecting the cream,
fuck playing clean if you find yourself at the place you were last seen,
these days life just aint promised,
you can even say its sort of like the prophecies of nostradamus,
deep thoughts got me paused as sentance do comma's,
lose quick the bullshit and fuck all the drama's,
lacing the beat with raps to syrup the track,
similar to that of speacial moments needing kodac,
words i crave for the page pens enslaved,
stubb yo self out my lyrics smoke you all into ashtrays,
throwing out syringes with high dosage of flow,
shit that can turn dust to gold or diamonds back into coal,
ill styla yeah above the average type sniper,
rewind this just to recite my words and decypher,
hyrogliphics be spit shit that you cant fathem,
my rhymes and beats be like bruce lee and green lantern

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